~Dorla “Where’s my little princess heading to?” My father’s deep, commanding voice stopped me in my tracks. I spun around too fast, trying to hide the fact that I was checking the mirror blushing at my own self made makeup, and my makeup box slipped from my hands. It crashed to the floor, brushes, palettes, and lipsticks scattering everywhere. “Oops.” I laughed, bending down quickly to pick them up. “Today is Jason’s birthday, and I’m about to surprise him. My boyfriend.” Dad leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his broad chest, eyes scanning my room like he was searching for hidden threats. “It’s already 6 p.m., Dorla. The birthday countdown started at midnight. What have you been doing all day?” I stood up, still smiling, and tossed my hair over my shoulder. “It’s a surprise. I have 26 missed calls from him. By now he probably thinks I forgot. Then… tada! I show up looking like this.” I did a little playful twirl, knowing I was being his spoiled baby again. He chu
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