Lisa’s POV
A knock landed on the door, and I startled, jumping up on my feet. The door pushed open, and two ladies walked into the room, dressed in uniform. By their appearance, I could tell they were the estate maids.
The two ladies smiled at me and made their way toward me.
I stood there, frozen, as the two maids approached with warm smiles. But just as I expected them to speak, I noticed something odd. One of them was carrying an armful of dresses—elegant and far too extravagant for a maid to wear. The other held boxes, and when she set them down on the bed, I caught the faint glint of jewelry peeking from the edges. A pair of high-heeled shoes dangled from her fingers, the delicate kind I had only seen in magazines.
I blinked, staring at the growing pile of luxury before me.
“Um…”
