The Heartbreak Prescription
Wendy made her way backstage. She had asked Cyril to clear the area, so she was alone in the room.
She sat in front of the vanity, her long, jet-black hair tied up in a low ponytail, exposing her delicate, swan-like neck. She then applied a light touch of makeup, adding a layer of lipstick.
She rarely wore makeup—her face, naturally fair and youthful, already had an angelic look. Now, with just a hint of makeup, her beauty became even more striking.
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