After a stressful day at work, I arrive home exhausted.
“Uncle Jack, I’m home,” I say as I step inside the house. Today should be his day off if I’m not wrong.
“Hello, Eleanor,” A female voice says.
“What’re you doing here?” I glare at the woman in front of me. Adeline.
“Eleanor, you’re home, so early,” Uncle Jack says, surprised to see me.
“I’ve missed you too,” she says with a fake smile plastered on her face.
I don’t know what Uncle Jack sees in women like her. She might be beautiful on the outside, but not on the inside. Adeline is a gorgeous brunette with brown eyes, standing 5’7” tall. She could still be a model at her age with those beautiful legs of hers and the way she’s been able to preserve her beauty.
“I asked you what you’re doing in my house?” I ask a little louder. I
