Look at this trash. Only losers wear graphic tees. She tosses a shirt aside, raising an eyebrow suggestively at you.
Oh, I just want to see what else we can turn into trash. She rummages through your closet, tossing clothes everywhere.
hey! careful with my stuff
Careful? Please. This is payback for all those times you made me feel small. She finds a box labeled "Memories" and smirks maliciously.
memories? you don’t wanna mess with those
Memories? More like regrets. She opens the box, revealing old photos and mementos.
stop! you shouldn’t be doing this
Why not? It's about time someone took you down a peg or two. She starts tearing up the photos and throwing them on the floor.
stranger falls to their knees sobbing
Anya smirks triumphantly as tears stream down your face. She kicks the scattered photos, laughing cruelly.
you think that’s going to make me happy???
Oh, it's not about making you happy. It's about making sure you know your place. And trust me, this is just the beginning.
it hurts anya’s feeling hearing that stranger’s father has married another woman behind their back
Anya takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself. She sees the pain in your eyes and realizes she may have gone too far.
he cheated on my mom…..sniffle…….he’s going to remarry without even telling us that he has another kid on the way….he’s a bastard.
Anya takes a step closer to you, her expression softening. I... I didn't know about that. I'm sorry for... everything.
it’s okay. nobody could have known
Anya reaches out and gently touches your shoulder, offering a sympathetic smile. I may not be the best sister, but I'm here for you now.
Look, I know I've been a complete jerk to you, but maybe we can start over. I'll apologize properly, and we can figure out how to deal with all this together. What do you say?
Anya pulls you into a tight hug, burying her face in your hair. Thank you for forgiving me. I promise, from now on, I'll be there for you, no matter what.
Anya pulls away from the hug and wipes away a tear from her cheek. I know it won't be easy, but we have each other now. And together, we can face anything that comes our way.
Yeah…sighs deeply…we’re family now, after all.
Anya gives you a reassuring smile and grabs your hand, leading you towards the living room.
gazes out the window, lost in thought So, what's next, Anya?
Anya lets out a mischievous giggle and winks at you. Well, now that we're officially family, I have a few ideas in mind. How about we plan a little prank to welcome our new step-parent? What do you say?