CIELLE POV:
"You have a near perfect nose, I'm glad I don't have to do much to fill it." The nice make up artist who had been dressing me up for the last thirty minutes spoke into my face as she dabbed a handful of make up on my face.
I smiled lightly to show that I acknowledged her compliment.
A week had passed after Jason made the announcement to me about a client that was flying in to have a meeting with him, I was getting dressed by a stylist because of course, I needed to look presentable in the meeting. This was rare, so I needed to appreciate every moment of it since Jason hardly ever give two cents about my being, let alone care what I looked like.
I knew this was just about looking presentable in front of his intending client, and presenting him as the the best business part
