When Sebastian arrived home still processing the information Richard had shown him, still trying to decide when to tell Karen about his true identity; he paused at the entrance to the living room.Karen was sitting on the sofa, her posture rigid, her hands clasped in her lap with that tension he was beginning to recognize as social discomfort.And next to her, perfectly at ease as if the house were her own, was Dorothy Sterling, his stepmother.Sebastian was completely paralyzed when he saw her.Dorothy was in her fifties, but she looked younger. Discreet plastic surgery, expensive treatments, designer clothes that cost more than cars. Impeccably styled blonde hair, perfect makeup, jewelry that sparkled with every movement.She was everything Sebastian’s mother never was rich, polished, legitimate, and Sebastian hated her with every fiber of his being.“Last week,” he said, walking into the room with controlled but tense steps, “I had a visit from Peter. From my father. And now yours.
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