Beneath The Mask Of Beauty

had spent the previous day exploring the mansion, getting familiar with its many rooms and corridors. Mom

ma for giving her this new life. She had promised herself that she would do everythi

ut a spread of pancakes, scrambled eggs, and fresh fruit, along with a glass of freshly squeezed o

g woman named Mrs. Jenkins, appeared at her side. "Good morning, Lisa," s

y Mrs. Jenkins' stern demeanor. "Yes, thank

l be here shortly to take you to school. Momma has instructed us to make sure

ards Momma. She knew that she was lucky to ha

help but feel a little nervous about her second day at her new scho

elt a sense of determination wash over her. She was going to make the most of this

to the entrance of the prestigious girls' high school that Momma had enrolled her in. Li

isa felt a sense of excitement and nervousness. This

feeling that she was being watched. She glanced around, trying to catch a glim

her first class. She was determined to make a good impression,

r new school. She met her teachers, made a few tentative friends, and

ake the feeling that something was off. She kept catching glimpses of a mysterious f

sense of relief wash over her. She was exhausted, both physically and e

pse of the mysterious figure. This time, she saw their face –

be. But before she could process her thoughts, the figure vanis

was about to take a dramatic turn. She had a feeling that she was in for a wild ride, one t

face. But as Lisa stepped out of the car and onto the driveway, she couldn't help but wonder – what se

d, opening her arms for a

pond. She didn't want to worry Momma