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STARING RIGHT THROUGH ME

Auteur: Solyn Aure
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-18 00:18:32

ARIA'S POV

“Miss Aria! You’re here. Matteo mentioned you were coming over.” Jane says as she hurries over.

Rose and Emily—the girls who had helped me with my makeup for the gala weeks ago abandons their clipboards to join us. Both of them are smiling like they’ve been waiting for an excuse to leave their work.

“Those blends you recommended were perfect,” Rose starts. “The drape is incredible. We’ve already started combining too. I hope you can help us check them out before leaving.”

"True." E
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