~ Anyssa's Pov ~

Since I wasn’t doing anything, I decided to chill with a movie and some burgers and fries. I heard the doorbell ring, and with a tiring groan, I lazily got up from the couch and headed to the door. I opened it, and to say I was shocked would be an understatement.

Rosa—my father's wife, my stepmother, stood at my door, holding her Prada Galleria Saffiano Leather Mini Bag in her hand.

“Hello, Anyssa.”

I must be dreaming because this woman would rather spend ...