ELARA
“You look beautiful, El…”
Liam’s voice was thick with blatant admiration and relief.
I turned from the mirror to find my fourth brother leaning against the doorpost. He was already dressed in a sharp, forest-green three-piece suit, hands slotted into his pockets as he appraised me. He was supposed to have left with Julian for the Lindays’ mansion to retrieve my belongings, as I had a board meeting to attend in an hour.
I smiled bashfully. “Thanks, Liam. Julian isn’t ready?”
He snorted. “You know how he is about his face and clothes.” He shook his head in mock exasperation. “We’re just going for a pickup, for God's sake, not to meet the President.”
I chuckled, returning my attention to the mirror to apply the finishing touches to my makeup. “You know how he is…”
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