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Chapter 10: Capturing a Lie

Author: Alexia Rose
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At exactly eight in the morning, someone knocked on her door. Three hard knocks. Elena opened it and saw a woman who looked about forty with short blonde hair and a huge suitcase.

"Elena? I'm Clara." The woman smiled quickly. "I'm here to get you ready for the photos." She didn't wait—just pushed past Elena with her suitcase.

Elena barely closed the door before Clara was staring at her face. "Did you sleep? Your eyes look puffy. Don't worry, I'll fix it." She pulled out a wipe from her bag. "Clean your face with this." She paused, rubbing her own temple. "God, I need coffee. Started at five this morning across town."

For the next hour, Clara worked on her face. She rubbed cream on Elena's skin, then makeup, then more makeup on her eyes. "Look up. Look down. Press your lips on this tissue—but don't smush them together."

Then Clara curled her hair into soft waves. "Today's look is 'relaxed weekend,'" she said. "You and Julian are at home, comfortable." She opened her giant suitcase and
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    At exactly eight in the morning, someone knocked on her door. Three hard knocks. Elena opened it and saw a woman who looked about forty with short blonde hair and a huge suitcase."Elena? I'm Clara." The woman smiled quickly. "I'm here to get you ready for the photos." She didn't wait—just pushed past Elena with her suitcase.Elena barely closed the door before Clara was staring at her face. "Did you sleep? Your eyes look puffy. Don't worry, I'll fix it." She pulled out a wipe from her bag. "Clean your face with this." She paused, rubbing her own temple. "God, I need coffee. Started at five this morning across town."For the next hour, Clara worked on her face. She rubbed cream on Elena's skin, then makeup, then more makeup on her eyes. "Look up. Look down. Press your lips on this tissue—but don't smush them together."Then Clara curled her hair into soft waves. "Today's look is 'relaxed weekend,'" she said. "You and Julian are at home, comfortable." She opened her giant suitcase and

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