THE MAKEUP INCIDENT

CHAPTER 27

As the initial shock wore off, he turned his gaze towards me, his eyes filled with a quiet intensity.I splashed cold water onto my face once more, the refreshing liquid soothing my heated skin. As I gazed at my reflection, I realized that my sudden rush to fix my appearance was not solely because of Alexander. It was an instinctual desire to present myself in the best possible light, to feel confident and put together.

With newfound determination, I rummaged through my drawer, selecting a simple, flattering outfit and carefully applying a light touch of makeup. Each stroke of mascara and swipe of lip balm was an act of self-care, a way to enhance my own natural beauty rather than seeking validation from others.

As I stood before the mirror, I couldn't help but question my motivations. Why was I going through all this effort to look good for a conversation with Alexander? Was it merely an excuse I had concocted to justify my actions? Or was