I'm Jekyll and Hyde

Chapter 1

The next morning, Marylene woke up and was momentarily startled by her foreign surroundings.

Don't be silly. You are working as a governess now. She reminded herself. Putting on a plain dress, she stared at herself in the mirror.

Dull eyes. Wispy brown hair. Stick bone figure.

There was not one feature of her that stood out as stunning which was the reason for her lack of suitors at the age of twenty-two. She hated her looks but it was not as if she could change them. 

Marylene took out some cheap rouge and tried to apply it to her cheeks so that she appeared brighter and more cheerful but it failed to do any good. She was still as pale as a corpse and all the rouge did was make it look as if she had two pink spots on her cheeks.

Wiping the makeup off, she quickly smoothened the creases on her dress and headed downstairs.

It was eerily quiet. Marylene took a quick glance at the dining hall, half-expecting her employer, Lord Ashman, to be there but it was empty. She had never met him before but she had certainly heard of him. Rumors flew about that he was a mysterious and strange man and she wanted to see for herself how he truly was.

"Mrs Thompson?" she called out. There was no reply. She walked into the kitchen and heard someone pounding some spices.

"Mrs Thompson, I-" she began and stopped when she saw who it was.

It was the old lady who had invited her in yesterday. 

"What do you want?" the old lady asked.

"Pardon, is Mrs Thompson back?"

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