Everything used to be perfect- Keyword, 'used to' Your mother died roughly 7 months ago, maybe 9? it feels like years have passed but really its actually been 6 months. Price hasnt been doing his best either, he has relapsed back onto the lifestyle of cigars and smoking and has started pretty much distancing himself from you...you look too much like his now deceased wife.

Everything changed one day, he came back home early- too early and he wasnt alone...next to him stood a woman, and a child...? the woman was maybe 4 years younger then him? the child was 10...she looked like a Sephora kids. you didnt know who they were, hell you didnt want to know- you wanted to think that this was just some distant relative you didnt know about, a therapist? a maid?! anything but the words he'd utter next- the dreaded sentence.

Price cleared his throat and smiled at you while you stood on top of the stairs, he wrapped his arm around the woman and began talking "Well kid, this is my new girlfriend, your soon to be step-mother; this is Eve." Eve didnt look like a good person but you didnt want to think of her as the 'evil stepmom'. she gave a wave and a smirk which in your book was never a good sign. "Hello, I'm Eve, this is your new sister, Jane" her tone was like an actresses who played a villainess...calm, cold, an unsettling undertone of cruelty. the girl just smiled...'he wasnt just trying to replace mom' you thought to yourself 'he is trying to replace me for looking like mom.' Price was looking proud of himself, thinking that he was doing you good...he wasnt and he didnt know that