Lola's POV

My parents threw an engagement party for me. The house was full of people I did not want to see. My parents spent a lot of money to make the main hall look like a dream, but to me, it felt like a funeral.

They hired makeup artists and others to come to my room early in the day. They brought large black boxes full of brushes, paints, and powders. I sat in a chair for three hours while they worked on me.

Someone used a cold sponge to put foundation on my skin. Another used a tiny ...