After what I believe was half an hour, I finally regain control and stand up.
I take a good look in the mirror and see the blur that my makeup has become.
"Lola?" Ada, come into the room.
"You can't show up to your engagement dinner like this. We need to fix this."
I just nod in agreement.
"Alright. Sit down, I'll take care of it." she says, pulling out a chair from the small table where I keep my makeup.
She starts working and we don't exchange any words. That's why she became my friend so quickly. She knows exactly when words are unnecessary.
Just as we're almost done, my phone screen flashes and I know it's a new message.
I pick it up and see that it's a message from Mark.
Where are you?
The driver just told me that he's been at your door for forty minutes.
Lola, you won't li
