Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Shay stood on the second floor, watching as Josefina walked in, her arm linked with Oliver's wrist. It was then that Shay realized, Oliver's affection wasn't for Lena but for Josefina, the real daughter that the Harrison family had brought back.

With a tender smile gracing her lips, Shay nodded subtly. Josefina, however, was not convinced. The look in Shay's eyes a moment ago had not seemed so gentle. Out of politeness, Josefina returned the nod and leaned in to whisper to Hattie. "Why did Rowan only invite these few people for his birthday?" she asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.

Hattie, equally perplexed, murmured back, "Probably didn't want a big fuss, to avoid a scene, you know?"

Glancing around the room, Josefina's cheeks flushed with understanding.

Alma's mother approached to exchange pleasantries with Hattie, while Sylvie and Nola's mother joined the conversation. The trio of girls - Sylvie, Alma, and Nola - also made their way over to Josefina. Alma wore an awkward expression. "Josie, I was out of line the other day. I hope you can forgive me. I swear, no more rivalry from me."

Nola added, "After we got home, my parents gave me an earful. Please, Josie, let's bury the hatchet."

chimed in, "You've already

"I'm not the boogeyman, you know. There's nothing

smile before Nola whispered, "Now it makes sense why today's party is such an intimate affair. It's Oliver backing

pondered aloud, "I used to think Oliver and Lena were an item. Now it's

herself engulfed in awkwardness as the truth unraveled. Encircled by the girls, Josefina became the life of the party, her laughter

heart seething with loathing and envy as her former friends flocked

them, join them, she thought. Lena approached with a flute of champagne, her eyes sparkling with forced cheer. "Josie,

quipped, "Josie's a knockout regardless. She'd look good even

"Josie's beauty is timeless. She's a stunner

aware of Josefina's identity, and now she just felt a kind of ignorant embarrassment. Sylvie glanced

a part of the Harrison clan, Josefina graciously accepted

she designed that dress herself.

face, rushed down to find Oliver. "Oliver, something's