So she tried to comfort her. "Sophia, you’ve gotta relax a bit. You can't force love. Since Mr. Blanchet has someone else on his mind, you should let go. Believe me, you'll find a good man who only has eyes for you."
Sophia's mournful expression turned icy, and she glared angrily at Bertha. "Are you trying to teach me how to live my life? Who do you think you are?"
Bertha's face stiffened. She now looked rather helpless and awkward. "No, I just don't want to see you get hurt or stuck in a rut. I hope you'll be able to move on. Sophia, since I married your father, I promised to treat you like my own."
Sophia scoffed sarcastically. "Enough! Stop playing the good guy! You must be laughing inside at me being dumped, right? You wish me well? What a joke! Bertha, my dad might buy your crap, but I won't! Don't get too cocky. I've got a long life ahead of me! The man I love will be mine; he won't be able to get away from me!"
With that, Sophia stormed off to her room.
Bertha watched Sophia's stubborn and extreme departure while sighing helplessly.
Being a stepmother was tough. Even when you meant well, you could still be misunderstood.
Just then, a small hand tugged at her skirt.
Bertha snapped back to reality and looked down to see Lea.
Lea looked up at her mother with concern. "Mom, did sis bully you again?"
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