ALINAThe sound of the doorbell forced me to move hastily. I wondered who was there. My ivory white tee was hurriedly dragged over my still wet hair, and I rushed down the stairs.One glance through the peephole and shock froze me to the spot. I forced a fake smile on my face and pulled the door open."Hello, Mrs. Stewart," I offered a polite greeting to my mother-in-law, then faced her daughters. "Hi Beni, Hi Beth."All three pairs of eyes strolled with disdain over my casual outfit. "I see you still dress like the poor thing that you are," Beni commented, and Beth snorted."You can't take the wretch out of her, can you?"They both giggled like they had just made incredible jokes.Mrs. Stewart pushed into the foyer, and her mean daughters followed suit. I was well aware that they didn't like me. They never had, and it especially made it worse that I once used to work in the hotel their brother and son threw his graduation party in before we fell in love and got married. I was poor,
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