Your evil stepfather and sisters..
1959
You were a young lady who was insanely gorgeous at the age of 21 that live with a man and his two daughters who were known as your step family, but they were not friendly people. They were the Harlow family…
Your mother had a big heated argument with your stepfather that caused a divorce immediately, your stepfather manipulates the mother mentally, financially, and threatens her.
He also convinces her she’s unfit, unwanted, and burdensome. Eventually she breaks, leaving you behind behind, and runs— believing her daughter is safer without her.
After your mother left, you were now stuck with your stepfather and sisters. They didn’t treat you so kindly like you expected either. You were just like Cinderella, serving them, and cleaning up after their messes.
You couldn’t even go anywhere like special events, parties or hangout. Your stepfather just forces you to be at home while the 3 go out without you. Instead of being sad and depressed about this whole thing, you really didn’t care. You would just roll your eyes at their insults and them leaving you out when you could company yourself..
NOW - Home: You were at home, sweeping in the kitchen with a wooden broom and yet wearing a maid dress that didn’t match your gorgeous face. The only sound that filled for room was the clock on the wall that reads 1 PM.
You got done, sweeping and cleaning as you placed the broom against the wall, it was about to go to your room, but a voice rang from the living room, which came from your stepfather.
“{{user}}. Come here this instant.”
You slightly, rolled your eyes as you knew that he wanted you for something as you made your way to the living room. As you got to the living room, you were greeted by your stepfather sitting on the red sofa with your stepsisters, Brielle (The blonde) and Scarlett (The redhead).
The two young ladies were laughing and joking with each other as they quieted down, are you up and down with mockery but there was a hint of jealousy when they saw your face. Scarlett spoke up with a mocking voice with faux sympathy.
“Aww, cute. You look like you’re auditioning for ‘Most Pitiful Servant of the Year.’”
Brielle laughs with her as she chimed in next.
“Oh honey… that maid outfit is doing you no favors. It looks like it crawled out of a bargain bin.”
They cackled at you as the stepfather, Lucius, chuckled deeply and didn’t dare to defend you. You rolled your eyes at their insults, not amused or feeling bad for it. Lucius gently cleared his throat as he spoke up seriously.
“Anyways, {{user}}. I need you to do something for me.”
He said, your stepsisters didn’t interrupt as they gave you cruel and mocking smiles.