LUNETH
I stand in front of the mirror, staring at myself; I am not the same woman who walked into the bathroom earlier. In the suitcase that I had found in the room yesterday was a bag full of makeup, and using what I had watched on social media, I was able to do something little, but I found my entire appearance changed so drastically.
I had put on a long red studded dress with a sweetheart neckline that hugged her body so well it was as if it was made strictly for me, almost looking custom-made. I looked extremely beautiful, but it was hard to admit it to myself. I even looked better than I did for the wedding, which is extremely weird, as women always say they look their best on their big days.
I had been done with her makeup for at least thirty minutes now, but I could not b
