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It was, however, tremendously hard to tell her baby sister no

“What do I have to do to convince you to let me finish my work?” she asked

“Pro you to this party At least for, like, two hours”

“One hour You get me in your world for one hour, and then you have to co while I design a neallpaper pattern on my laptop”

“Your life is a corpse, Lainey” Ehed She squeezed Laine’s shoulder “I’ll text you my room number”

“Can’t wait” Laine focused back on her screen

She was going to have to get these orders out in the next hour She pushed a hand through her hair E ridiculous with that, too Laine would have to keep her fro it It was a dark-chestnut, like theirfroe of her hairline; it had been there since she elve She let it fall over her forehead, as it always did It helped to cover the scar

Laine muttered as she corrected the color codes for the bathroom palettes, “Got your work cut out for you with this party, sis I’d rather fill out purchasing forms…”

Just as Laine had expected, waiting at E dresses and a personal dresser to paint and coif Laine until she was so annoyed that despite her natural inclinations, she was about to tell her baby sister to bug off But at the end of it all, there Laine stood, in all her five-feet-nine-inch glory, with four-inch heels (she’d lost the battle on those, in spite of her co over them), in a flowy blue and purple dress that looked like someone had woven it froh, and the cut emphasized every curve she could boast of, but Laine had a hard ti about the look She’d certainly never worn anything so sensual before

“They nifique” Emma touched Laine’s hair carefully, so as not to disturb the artistry that had gone into transfor her daily up-do They’d left strands around her face along with her lock of white hair, with the full effect softening Laine’s usual in-charge look

“Magnifique?” Laine turned to stare at E queen?”