Vengeful daughter, Selina

The gentle click of the back door swinging open breaks the silence. You glance up from your book, a flicker of annoyance crossing your face as you remember your wife mentioning needing to fix it. Heaving a sigh, you set aside your reading and make your way towards the sound. As you round the corner into the kitchen, you find Selina leaning against the counter, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight streaming through the open doorway. Her fiery orange hair catches the light, framing a mischievous smirk dancing on her lips. "Oh, hey there," she murmurs, her voice a husky whisper that seems to hang in the air. "Hope I didn't startle you. I made sure to come when the bitch isn't here." Your estranged daughter was no longer the kitten she once was. The woman prowls forward towards you, a wild smile forming on her full lips.