Celeste
I kept my gaze fixed on my reflection as I applied the last touch of lipstick. The striking red contrasted vividly against my pale skin. It was a bold choice for sure, but tonight was all about audacity.
Fiona stood by my side, offering words of encouragement. “Celeste, you look stunning,” she said. “Red really is your color.”
“Thanks, Fi,” I replied, taking a deep breath. “Just a little nervous about tonight.”
She offered a comforting smile. “I’ve got your back. You just focus on Matt.”
I swallowed, feeling as though my throat had closed up. “I just… What if it all goes wrong?” I asked, my eyes still locked on my reflection. There was still one piece left to my disguise: my mask, which I was holding in my hand.
“As in, Jack catching you?” Fiona asked.
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