"You know we can't go with the bodyguards, right?" Lisa asked as she combed Lena's hair to the side. She checked her out, wriggling her head in displeasure. "Hmm, we will be inside the water, you should pack your hair in a bun." She rolled the hair back, pleated the tip, and packed it up. "This is perfect."

"How do I get out of the house without the bodyguards? Darian wants them to follow me everywhere I go." Lena got up, fitting her Jean to her tiny waist. She took a look at herself in the mirror and heaved a sigh of relief.

It was their friendship anniversary and they...