Roseanne’s pov

“Thank you,” I said as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Clara had made me look like a queen with the makeup she put on my face.

“You’re like a sister to me so you don’t need to thank me, I know that you’d do the same to me if you were in my shoes,” Clara said and her words got to me so deeply that I didn’t know when I pulled her in for a hug

“I love you babe” My words were nearly a whisper, but I was sure that she heard me

“Now don’t cry Roseanne, you’ll spoil your makeup if you cry,”...