RENEE
SOME DAYS LATER
"Ma'am, raise your chin slightly. We're almost finished." The makeup artist gave me instructions, and I followed them exactly.
The woman was quick. As she brushed my face and smoothed the stray hairs, I looked in the vanity mirror, taking in my appearance.
Today was the masquerade Robert had been invited to, and I was being primed and prepped for the occasion.
His hotel suite's bedroom had been converted into an intimate dressing room, and various stylists and makeup artists were on hand to attend to my every need. It felt like this event was more for me than for him or us.
What else could I expect from our first official outing as a couple?
Of course, he'd want to go all out. A shiver ran down my spine as I wondered if I'd fit in with his world.
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