~scent ~

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I gave a careless shrug. "Then you should really use it at this point because your black makeup is all over your pretty face" I told her quite frankly.

I noticed her shoulders grow tense almost immediately at my word and it made me regret telling her the truth in the first place.

The last thing I wanted was to make her feel like she was looking less pretty because that would be a total lie.

Smeared mascara or not, she was still the most prettiest girl I have seen in a while and I doubt a little bit of tears and weird makeup gone wrong was gonna change any of that view anytime soon.

Ava looked so fragile with red puffy eyes due to how much she must have cried before I showed up. I hate prying at her private life. It's not like she ever makes it easy for me. It's even safe to say, she hates my very presence. I can't even blame her. Carlos already had her smitten under his charm like a little kitten.

When i saw her crying, it to