Morgan's POV:
"Miss Rosewood, we have arrived." Charlie, my driver said and killed the car engines.
"Thank you, Charlie." I replied.
I looked out of the window at the large beauty house off the side of the road. Bloom's House, in bold and chic neon colors. Nova ran this place.
She's always had a knack for making things beautiful. It's been her passion ever since I knew her. She would take anyone and make them look ten times beautiful. I remember when she did her makeover on me. She cut my hair so short it took a month to grow back. And she told me I looked better that way. I believed her then, even as I mourned the loss of my long hair. Nova said I looked pretty. Nova that all the boys liked said I looked pretty. So I believed her. Even as I cried my eyes out every night, I believed
