(Zara's POV)

The next day, I woke up and did my routine. I spent over two hours at the vanity doing my makeup. After applying lipstick, I looked into the stunning woman in the mirror and couldn't help but smile condescendingly at myself. I never expected that I would be at the point where I would have to utilize my looks to attract someone to me.

Shooshing away my churning thoughts, I descended downstairs.

In the lounge, Phoebe sat on the couch watching TV while I observed footsteps and looked up, slightly shocked. Today I had on a new light green, clinging body dress. The two front buttons were in...