Cassie’s POV
The evening slowly drifted through the open windows of the diner, carrying in the faint sounds of the city outside. But the girls’ laughter and chatter kept the space feeling warm and lively.
Clio told Becca about my sneaking out story we had just talked about, as Becca laughed and turned to me. "So you were daring, huh?"
I chuckled softly, a little embarrassed but amused. "I sure was."
Cleo leaned back in her chair, still smiling, as the three of us began talking more freely.
We started comparing stories about our childhood adventures, little rebellions, and even the time we tried experimenting with makeup when we were younger.
The conversation turned naturally toward cosmetics and beauty routines, and I found myself learning tips from them while sharing a few trick
