The Young Miss
Waking up early on the next day, Geraldine yawned and went out of the bed. She looked at the clock but noticed that it was no longer moving.
"Ugh! It feels like I'm living in a abandoned mansion," She groaned and went to her wardrobe and pick out the remaining clothes she left behind that are not dirtied by dust. There's no servant around to clean her house or assist her which supposed to happen like last time but she's all alone.
"Good thing the water still runs here," She muttered with a sigh and washed her face. After she is done cleaning herself, she went downstairs and was meet by a brunette haired servant who is slowly closing the front door, afraid of making any noise.
"Who are you?" Geraldine asked.
"AHH!" The servant scream in surprise and instantly bowed as she greeted, "Good morning, young miss Geraldine."