Chapter 26

Marissa

I sit in a chair in front of a mirror while a skinny and beautiful woman in her early thirties works her magic on my hair. I can barely recognize the woman that looks back at me from the other side of the looking glass. Gone are the dark circles around my eyes. Eyes that now shine with a beautiful blue color thanks to the carefully placed makeup. My lips are a slightly rosy red, not too strong and not too weak. And I had no idea that I had such prominent cheekbones.

I asked for a natural look and I must admit that she did a fabulous job. There is no question that I am wearing makeup but it looks light and doesn’t take over my whole face. My dead straight hair is now being curled and arranged in a complicated updo with tresses softly caressing my neck and framing my face. I look like a moviestar, or a model, or perhaps a princess. Like a future queen of a mob kingdom.

The door to the room opens and Isabella enters. She is dressed in a maroon gown that clings to her trim body