SHE’S STUBBORN HE’S ARROGANT
STELLA
It was getting towards evening and the make-up artists arrived.
They had with them colorful dresses and I had my eyes on the red one.
They set their equipment upstairs while I bid Yvonne goodbye. She suddenly said Tristan texted her to come home.
I am relieved that she left, she's always talking nonstop and makes me feel uncomfortable in my own house.
I sat on a chair as they began fixing my hair.
A lady stood in front of me with lip gloss and mascara.
I chuckled.
"Please, I don't want much make up. Let it be light and almost invisible" I said