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Dropping The Robe.

Author: Auteurè Angel
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-10 17:20:02

Russo and I arrived at the dressing room, an expansive space that reeked of hairspray, shampoo, and makeup.

The walls were lined with glass mirrors that captured every angle, reflecting my anticipation as if echoing it back to me. It was an arena of beauty and transformation.

The ladies, already assembled, greeted me in unison, “Good morning, ma'am."

The synchronised greeting felt oddly formal, and I mumbled a quick 'Good morning' in response.

"Camila, will you be fine on your own?" Russo's vo
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