Chapter 41: Diamonds, Dresses And A Dash Of French Flair

Sapphire's POV

I was seated in the living room for hours while Vivienne, the stylist, worked her magic on me. I used to think Jamila talked too much until I met her. The woman was a chatterbox. She never stopped talking all the while she did my hair and makeup. But I didn't complain and why? It was simply because she was such a cheerful and fun person to be around. And the fact that she'd worked with a lot of celebrities and socialites didn't stop her from being so friendly and humble.

Most of her talks were interesting and funny, she made every moment of this enjoyable. Vivienne was a whole mood, in fact. Oh, and her French accent was off the chart, it was so pleasing to the ear. She said 'darling' with a playful trill, rolling the 'r' with a dash of flair. It was so thrilling to hear her speak because I couldn't remember the last time I spoke to a woman who was this fluent in French. I wondered how Eric had met her and I was tempted to ask her about it but I just let it be.

Vivienne