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Chapter sixteen

Author: Sassie_presh
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-08 21:15:03
The makeup artist’s expression was soon replaced with a smile.

“We will commence once you are done dressing up,” She said to which Phoebe nodded in approval. Phoebe went into the closet and put on the sundress. It wasn't her style but she couldn't deny that it looked beautiful on her, making her feel…extraordinary? As she emerged from the closet, she was greeted with gasps from both women with the artist affirming her beauty.

“Gosh, you look amazing! You should be a model,”

Phoebe laughed it off as an overpraise, but the artist kept praising her anyway, pointing out the outstanding features of her body that made her ‘perfect’. Marcy stood by the corner, beaming with smiles as the other woman went on nonstop, singing her praises. Knowing that there was no escaping this for her, and the artist wouldn't stop, Phoebe concurred.

“Yes, the dress looks lovely.”

The makeover session seemed to take forever and if not for Marcy who’d taken it upon herself to gist her on different topic
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