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Doctor's orders

Anna’s pov.

It turns out Theresa was not being purposefully dramatic she had indeed fainted.

“she’ll be okay, just ensure that she does not consume alcoholic beverages while she’s her taking medication” the man before me smiles friendly pushing up his glasses onto the bridge of his nose.

I sigh pinching the tip of my nose the doctor said that apparently Theresa was drinking heavy alcohol along with her anxiety pills despite Doctor’s warnings and therefore collapsed.

Rubbing my head I slowly adjust the covers over her sleeping form turning the ceiling fan on before exiting the room. I figured putting on the air condition would not be a good thing for her condition.

I had removed the dress earlier switching into more comfier clothes. I felt bad leaving Theresa here all alone so I’ve decided to stay for a while.

I check my time and gulp when my screen comes to life and I see that it is nearing four o’clock and we both were ought to be at the Gala awards by six thirty, more so Theresa than me.

The doorbell rang and I stood to my feet to walk to the door and peep. Of course it was Nekoliya, Theresa’s makeup artist. My heart lept when I opened the door but nevertheless I return her charming smile.

“Hey girl” she greets me with a hug and I’m thankful that she is unable to see my mind is reeling with thoughts. “Hey Nekoliy” I mimic her actions allowing her to come in.

“Where’s Theresa? ” she says just as she puts her bags of cosmetics down on the nearby chair. I scratch my head awkwardly as she looks around the place and begins unpacking at her usual spot in front of the mirror that is decorated with lights ,Theresa ensured that she got us rooms like this .

“Unfortunately she’s fallen sick.” I reply biting my lip . She gasps straightening her posture staring into nothing. “If Theresa’s sick then who’s gonna make an appearance to fill in her spot at the Gala Awards? ” she acquires and I stand frozen.

I hadn’t thought about that and the gala begins in a few hours. “I don’t know.. ” I mumble turning away from her when she looks at me excitedly. “I can’t... ” I breathe out.

I don’t think Theresa would want me to go on her behalf to make a fool of her brand. She can be very judgmental and I tended to not do very good especially before a room of lurking eyes.

“Come on you know Theresa better than anyone else Anna, you would be a perfect fit! ” she throws up her hands gesturing for me to have a seat in her “makeup” chair.

She turns me to face the mirror and places her hands on either side of my face as she stands behind me. “You can do it Anna Okay? ” she questions me while I stare back at my bland all natural reflection that was about to be transformed in a few minutes.

“Okay. ”

I supposed nothing beats a try. What's the worst that could happen?