Aria’s POV
Friday night came quicker than I expected, with Eva practically dragging me out of the estate and into a luxurious sports car.
All through the week, she had been so excited and fixated on this goddamn strip party and her so-called mysterious crush.
Since morning, she had been locked up in her room, not forgetting to drag me along through one cosmetic procedure after another.
First of all, we were soaked for about an hour in a pool of water mixed with some strange ingredients I didn’t recognize. Eva called it deep cleansing the mortal shell.
Afterwards, the maids started applying some sticky stuff that had such a weird smell I almost puked from it.
“Relax. You will look good afterwards and thank me later,” Eva replied unconcerned.
I might end up stressed to death by Eva ev
