Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Lena waltzed in, standing at a neat 5'3", donning a white dress, with her long hair flowing straight down. Her features weren't exactly stunning, but she sported a gentle smile that made her look like the epitome of a delicate little girl.

Pretending she was clueless about Josefina's identity, Lena beelined for Hattie, grabbing her arm and cooing like a spoiled child, "Mom, did you have the designer send over some new clothes for me again? You know, I have plenty. No need to splurge!"

Hattie gazed at Lena with motherly love, a bit taken aback. "Lena, you're back! Why didn't you give us a heads-up? I would've sent the driver to pick you up."

"I wanted to surprise you guys! The food abroad was just awful, and nothing beats home cooking. I rushed back as soon as the conference was over, hoping to catch you and Dad before you woke up." Hattie affectionately patted her arm. "You and your surprises."

Lena turned to Josefina with a scrutinizing look. "Mom, who's this?"

filled Lena in on the situation. Lena felt like the sky was falling—she was a complete wreck, scared out of her

can I not be your daughter..." Her eyes brimmed with

"Lena, we've found out about your

more when she looked at Josefina. "Now that Josie's back, you'll be calling

daughter was back home,

to

of the wealthy Harrisons? If word got out,

any of them the time of day. Her pride made her feel superior. But now, she felt like a boulder was crushing her, leaving her

Absolutely