CHAPTER NINE

I'm not sure why I'm nervous, because I think I got through it. Tremaine's stare drained the life out of me. I'm sure she's already devising a strategy at these times. It's not in her nature to believe everything she hears, especially when it comes from me. She has a habit of doubting whatever I say. I'm not sure if it's because she dislikes me or anything else. First and foremost, I had lost interest in her once my father married her. Aside from the fact that I do not want my her to take my mother's position, I am also not fond of her energy. She didn't hold back in expressing her anger with me. She does not act as though she likes me. She even steers clear of me. That's why, while Father was still here, we didn't have a decent chat.

When I see Tremaine ascending the wooden stairwell, I feel at ease. She kept grumbling about the dust as she walked out of the basement. I keep my gaze fixed on them before closing the door. I lean in close and clutch my chest. She almost