Nova’s face was painted a deep shade of red, with bright pink blush smeared exaggeratedly over her cheeks. The effect was, to put it mildly, ridiculous. Both Tristan and Lionel struggled to keep their composure, trying not to laugh.

Unable to resist teasing, Tristan leaned in with a grin. “Nova, you’ve really outdone yourself. There’s something oddly... charming about this look. But do you really need the blush? The foundation alone would’ve done the job.”

Nova glared ...