Chapter 12
Anna Camila combed a snarl from her hair in the bathroom of their suite while Leo read his mail. Next time she sailed, she’d wear a hat, but it was worth the tangles to have faced the ocean with Leo at her side. Time on the ocean would help, and today it had been almost as if her parents had been watching over her out in the bay.
She glanced at herself in the mirror and groaned—thanks to her vanity of wanting Leo to see her face without the fabric she now had freckles and a burn on her nose because of her silliness.
She applied moisturizer to her face that cost way more than anything she’d have bought for herself, confident the thick cream would fix the damage. Once she finished dabbling with her face and hair, she called out to the sitting room, “Be right there, Leo.”
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