Jane Vale opened her eyes slowly, studying her reflection as she did a final touch of blue eyeshadow across her lids.She leaned closer to the mirror, adjusting the blend carefully. Her makeup was bold, her foundation, well layered. The blush sits perfectly on her cheeks.Jane paused, stared at herself and for a second, she almost didn’t recognize the woman staring back.“Makeup just has a way of revealing the other side of my beauty,” she murmured, tilting her head slightly.Jane tested expressions, smiling, pouting, blinking slowly, then rapidly, a quiet, playful side of her she has hidden.A knock broke the moment and the door opened, and a maid stepped in.“Ma’am, the driver is here to pick you up.” Jane turned, already reaching for her purse.“Thank you, Madam Tiffany. I’m done.”Jane replied.“Before you go, ma’am… may I have a word?”Jane paused, then shook her head lightly.“Like you said, the driver is here.” She flipped open her purse, pulled out a folded paper that she had
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