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The incident at the dressing room

MIA'S POV

"You are welcome dear" I gave her a light pat on her back, before breaking myself free from the hug.

"What type of look are you going for?" Ava inquired, while fixing her gaze on me.

I sat down on the seat and stared at my reflection for a moment. My long blonde hair was scattered over my shoulders and my long thick eyelashes fluttered a little.

Whoever was coming today must be an important person. What if he doesn't choose me?

My heartbeat increased rapidly as I thought about it. I looked to my right and saw Susan chatting with some models in the distance.

"Make it simple and classy, please don't let me down," I stated, making my decision.

I knew a lot of people would go over the top for an opportunity like this, they would go for the most attractive look. However, I hated seeing layers of makeup foundations on my face. It just never looked right to me.

Ava started her job, and surprisingly, she was good at giving me what I wanted. I used to see her put loads of foundation
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