Elvira

The morning sun filtered lazily through the cream-colored curtains, casting pale golden streaks over my bed. I stretched like a cat, back arching, the sheets slipping from my legs as I rolled onto my stomach. I was grinning before I even opened my eyes.

A new week. And next week…My official makeup training started.

I still couldn’t believe it.

Jaxon had not only paid for the full course but insisted on enrolling me under a prestigious master artist ...