[Zoe]
[Fate]
That night.
"How's school?" Emma Collin, my stepmother, asked in all smiles.
"Fine."
I remained expressionless as I sipped my wine. I then tapped a napkin on my lips, signaling that I finished eating and wanted to go back to the dorms.
I was not oblivious to the fact that she hated me.
Emma called me a while ago, asking me to have dinner with her on the pretense to celebrate my first day of college, which was a little late since school already started days ago.
Emma sighed and leaned forward, looking all apologetic and sorry.
"Zoe, I know we started out all wrong, and I know you must think of me as your enemy. But I'm here now in front of you to start a new. Can you give me a chance to be a mother to you?"
I paused.
I looked at her, discerning what she was planning, yet all I could see were sincerity and eagerness in her eyes.
Can I? Can I trust her?
