Trying to be Cathleen

The last bites of food disappeared from their plates, leaving only crumbs and smears of sauce. Olivia couldn't help but continue to stare at Cathleen, her gaze drawn to every little detail. She compared Cathleen's eyes to her own, noticing the subtle differences in color and shape. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't understand what it was about Cathleen that had captivated Xavier so completely. And even more confusing was what had caused him to marry her. As she studied Cathleen's features, Olivia couldn't deny the other woman's beauty. Her lips were full and perfectly shaped, with a natural rosy hue. Her skin was flawless like a porcelain doll brought to life. She could have easily graced the pages of a fashion magazine or walked down any runway with confidence. It was no wonder Xavier had fallen for her charm and elegance.

For Olivia to look like that, the studio would have to put on so much makeup for her to get that face that Cathleen had on. Gazing upon Cathleen, her perfect