A replica of me.Hourglass shaped in her mid forties, still looking beautiful in her fair skin and nice smile.My mom.... or Theresa to us a few times. She dressed in a brown laced gown and black heels, it looked flashy and rich, stinking of wealth.How shameless of her to smile, hoping for me to smile back which I do not, she takes it as a clue to start stating why she was here."Good evening Amber, how are you?" She asks while forcing a smile.I smirk "I'm certain that's not why your here""At least can we sit?I snapped "No_"Okay fine, I want you girls to come back to my mansion with me, Tessa and you Amber, I'll take good care of you" she said.She continued "All your father does is drink and waste himself, he can't even take care of himself talk more of you girls"I don't know what she kept saying after that, but I just watched her red lipstick move on her heart shaped lips, till she tapped my shoulder."Why did you zone out, we're having a conversation”"A conversation is not o
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