Chapter Nineteen
Valentina
I’m reapplying my lipstick when Annie and Bella enter the bathroom. There’s a small lounge area, and they sit in the velvet chairs facing the large gilded mirror.
I stop applying and meet their quizzical eyes. “What’s up?”
“You know we know, right?” Bella says. I think she’s the more outspoken of the two.
“I figured.” I drop the lipstick into my clutch and turn to face them, leaning against the small counter.
Annie’s eyes hold a note of sadness.
“What I’m wondering is… is all of it fake?” Bella crosses her legs.
“Bella, it’s none of our business,” Annie says, which I’m thankful for, but to be honest, I’d like their opinion.
My mind is a jumbled mess and Lulu is so occupied with motherhood and pregnancy that I’ve gotten away with telling her we’re moving
