into a large driveway. The gates had opened automati

windows took up most of the front, and black security cameras turned slowly at the corners. There were men in suits stan

d the door, and Elisa st

ilings and a giant chandelier hanging above. Expensive-looking furniture sat untou

Elisa," her moth

ess and empty. Not a photo. Not a pair of shoes

efore the accident?

s. You liked being clos

They clearly didn't l

s, and tall mirrors lining the hallways. There were large paintings on the walls. Not

coming down the stairs. She turned and saw an older woman, mayb

onal nurse and maid for now. If you need anything, talk to her. She can show you around

and gently touched Elisa's hair. Her fingers paused and twirled a strand slowly, he

r staring at her hair before. She didn't

er word, she turned and walked out the door. Elisa watched her leave, con

out of her thoughts. "We've got a few things t

lked down the halls, pointing at closed doors and saying, "That's the study," or "This is the media ro

ched a wide door o

om," Mrs. Cooper

ll windows. A huge bed sat in the middle with white and beige bedding perfectly arranged. Everything wa

thought of why they were

morrow," Mrs. Cooper said simply, noticing wh

said

e closet. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare something for you to

hat, sh

The silence was heavier than be

t golden lighting. The bathtub was wide and built into the floor, with polished steel taps. Ther

he tub slowly, sighing as the water covered her skin. Her muscles re

tepped out and dried off. She w

tion. She paused and turned toward it, walking closer. She stared at her reflectio

dropped to

ache. A sharp pain touched the edge of her memory, but nothing clear came to her. She le

etter, she heade

nd creams. All long, elegant, and formal. Like something her

ses, until she finally found a section tucked at the back-shorts, tank t

and slipped into

ntly on her wrist-but it was too strong. She tried another. Still too much. One after another, they all sme

oset when she heard Mrs.

stepping back i

but her eyes stopped at Elisa's clot

ing?" she asked, cl

top. "Clothes," she said casually, though she al

Cooper said sharply, walking further into the room. Her eyes scanned Eli

the c

. "There are other clothes for

plied, standing her ground. "Th

to dress like a respectable young lady. You should always cover up. Cloth

pen slightly. "Are yo

clothes are not for

he anger starting to rise in her che

er said, her voice

do I have those clothes at all

clothes suitable for Miss Elisa Mancini. But in three days, you'll be Mrs. Elisa

getting

a change in your style. That's why you bought those dresses. This..."-she waved a hand at Elisa-"...this behavi

d at the word tolerated. Like she

ontinued, lowering her voice slightly like she was trying to sound kind. "Rig

er head. "You'

another dress. You'll change, and then we

didn'

dened. "If you refuse,

disbelief. "So you'll st

gged slightly. "I

nted to scream, to throw something, to tell this woman off. But the expressio

tly and walked ba