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“Oh dear, you really are a sweetheart,” Marie sently “But you have to trust uest here at the chalet”
Marie clapped her hands briskly and looked at the teaht, tiet to work Your services are required”
Marie left, and Sabela placed herself in the ladies’ eager and able hands Soon she found herself being served afternoon snacks of fresh fruits and flaky pastries, while the woh once over They discussed the need for pedicures,They exclaimed in pleasure over her s her elbows enough
And after they plucked and poked and prodded to their satisfaction, they set up a e table and asked her to lie across it She wanted to clap in glee She was getting a e
Sabela had never had a professional e before, and it was heavenly If she’d known that it was possible to feel that good, she ht have made it a point to save up to visit a trained masseuse All her stress melted away
When the e came to an end, she reported to the bathroom and sank into a tub already filled ater scented with lavender bath salts Then a body
They washed and tri to it thatover how pretty it was until Sabela got embarrassed from all the praise
Body cleansed and perfumed, hair dried, she wrapped herself in a robe and reported back to the bedrooathered around, and as a teaht out They gave her a pedicure andand so beautifully shaped, she would have thought they were fake if she hadn’t known better
While the body team worked, other women scoured her closet and pulled out different dresses, holding the each look
They laughed and told stories, lish, but sometimes they slipped into French or German Sabela enjoyed the parts she could understand, the pithy comments about their husbands and boyfriends, the way they joked with each other They see, boisterous family
Sabela thought of her own faone She’d left es for hi taken care of by a bevy of nurses, treated like a prince the way she was being treated like a princess If so, Trevor definitely wouldn’t care that Sabela was gone
Eventually the topic of conversation turned to the topic of the handsoan, and all Sabela could do was blush and brush off their questions Whatever there was between her and Colin was confusing at best and nothing at worst, and so she deflected as much as she could
The aestheticians joked that she was being secretive and laughed in good hueous, wealthyabout it
That suited Sabela just fine
“You’re only young once,” the wohed
Twenty-four going on twenty-five Sabela couldn’t help but grin
After Sabela was groo room and set her in front of the vanity Their collection of makeup, more plentiful than Sabela had ever seen, was laid out across the top of it
Soon, a collision of colors and shades was all Sabela knew
Foundation sponges, powder brushes, and mascara wands all worked in rapid succession to transforlish and half in other languages, laughing and enjoying their ti dolled up to rand debut down the runway
When they were done with her half an hour later, Sabela found herself blinking at her i back at her? While it was true that she took care to always look good, she’d never had professional makeup done before
She looked more sophisticated than she ever had in her life
Herher s the brown pools of her eyes Her hair was styled in a sleek chignon that served to elongate her neck
Then they dressed her in a strapless, black silk number they’d selected It was cut alolden, strappy heels They adorned her earlobes with a pair of sparkling crystal earrings and arranged a gorgeous necklace of sparkling onyx pearls around her neck
Looking in the mirror, now more than ever she felt like a princess
Tonight, would Colin be her prince?
The thought made her blush, and Sabela sank back into her chair to try to digest her feelings
“You are very beautiful, Ms Vaughn,” one of the girls told her, accent thick but voice sincere “Mr Morgan will be bloay”
“Colin’s not the only one,” Sabela ht, to look at herself froh for the both of us”
All of thehed One of the aestheticians hurried back into the closet and selected a faux fur coat to keep her warm Sabela wrapped it around her shoulders and looked at herself in the mirror one last time
Where had the diner waitress gone? Was this what she would look like if she didn’t have to worry about taking care of Trevor? Could she be this beautiful all the time?
The thoughts were poisonous, and she pushed the her The ’ifs’ didn’t matter Trevor was her brother, and she would take care of him until he was back on his feet and able to care for himself