Crystal
I didn't sleep at all, so I'm the first to jump into the showers and I have two more minutes to look beautiful because I’d rather walk all the way to Canada in my highest heels before looking awful today.
I put on more corrector than usual to hide my bags, my usual red lipstick and more mascara so my eyes don't look so puffy from the crying. I dry my hair as best I can and put on a thin elastic tiara so I don't have hair on my face all day.
The final verdict is a very beautiful Crystal with a big dazzling smile and more perfume than usual. And all she wants is to go home and cry hugging her mommy.
I'm one of the first people in formation and Asher’s already here, talking quietly with the love of his life.
“Good morning, lovebirds,” I greet, happily. Asher ignores me completel
