I am doing this (187)

The person staring back at me had amber green eyes and a perfect jaw. Her blush was light but evident, her eyes were spooked with eye shadow and her lips pursed into a straight line.

I groaned and loosened my bun again, my face fell for the millionth time and I grumbled something unintelligible under my breath. I glared at my reflection in the mirror again, this time my forehead was creased and my mascara was ruined.

I had never had issues putting on makeup until now. Even though I had never actually been overly obsessed with it, it was never really something I had to worry about or think too much about, so I let it be half of the time.

Yet today, when all I wanted to do was put on some light makeup and get this over with, I found my hands trembling and chest tightening awkwardly, the room temperature was suddenly over the top and my mascara kept smearing as if someone was purposefully ruining it.

“You still have time to call it off” Emily’s voice rang in my head and I froze. It t