Are You Surprised to See Me

Isabella walked into the living room with a gift she had prepared earlier. She saw the back of a girl in a dress, her long, slightly wavy hair falling down her back. The view from behind looked elegant and charming, but she wondered what she looked like from the front.

Isabella smiled as she spoke, her voice clear and loud like the most noble princess in the entire palace. Even her laughter sounded like silver bells. She said, "Is this the long-lost cousin? Hello, my name is Isabella Whitmore."

Aurora curled her lips into a smile, stood up slowly, and turned to face Isabella. She smiled slightly and said, "Hello, my name is Aurora Pendleton."

The gift in Isabella's hand fell to the ground with a thud. She stared at Aurora's beautiful and delicate face, as if she had seen a ghost from hell. It was a face she could never forget.

Just four years ago, this beautiful face was always cold and distant. She had only occasionally seen the face behind the mask, but those few glimpses were enoug