Legacy
Chapter 9
Hannah's POV
The air in Sarah’s condo was thick with the scent of hairspray and expensive perfume. It was a far cry from the salt-tinged breeze of the island. Sarah was a whirlwind of energy, darting between her vanity and the full-length mirror, her laughter echoing against the glass walls that overlooked the city.
"Hannah, stop fidgeting! If you keep biting your lip, the lipstick won't stay, and we spent twenty minutes getting that shade of deep rose perfect," Sarah scolded, though her eyes were sparkling with excitement.
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