I turned my head and glanced at the array of jars on the table.I had intended to conceal the burn scar on my face tomorrow. I thought that if I just tried hard enough to appear normal, my mom, Josie Swift, would be willing to acknowledge my existence in front of my stepfather, Gavin Dunn.But now, the sight of the concealer became a source of my embarrassment.I waved my hand, signalling the makeup artist to leave, and replied, "Okay."Mom visibly relaxed at my calm response. "I'm glad you understand where I'm coming from. Chris is handsome and well-mannered. With him there tomorrow, he'll make me look good. You're my son. Once I gain my footing in the Dunn family, I won't let you go hungry."Gavin patted his son, Chris Dunn, on the shoulder, looking all proud."Okay. Don't just stand there. Get some rest," Mom added.I silently put the things on the table away and folded the outfit I had prepared for tomorrow. Honestly, I should have gotten used to being seen as a burden long
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