*Brielle’s POV*

I have to blink multiple times to make sure I am not imagining anything. Am I really seeing this? There is no way it can be this easy. Or is there?

As the members of the Quinto family stride past me to go further in, I see it.

Make-up.

Every single one of them are wearing some amount of make-up or another.

The moment I see it, it takes every single impulse in my body not to rush forward and immediately point the finger at them. I want to ...