Eva’s POV
I stepped into the comforting embrace of my home, the familiar surroundings offering solace after the whirlwind of emotions at the TV show. The door clicked shut behind me, and I exhaled a breath I didn't realize I was holding. Now out of the gaze of the public and paparazzis, I headed into my room and began putting off my clothing.
The room echoed with the soft rustle of fabric as I undressed, peeling away the carefully chosen red attire that had adorned me.
I stood before the mirror, my hand grabbing the nearest make up wipe I could find and I started cleaning the makeup that had earlier masked my emotions. As the coolness of the wipes touched my face, I closed my eyes, immersing myself in the present. The makeup dissolved, releasing me from the facade I had worn earlier d
