Avita was busy putting up her makeup on her face two days later as she sat on the small stool singing a melody.

It wasn’t every day that she got to dress up like this, and because the occasion demanded it, she had no choice.

After applying some powder to her face, she applied lipstick and sprayed some perfume.

When she was finished, she stood up and headed over to the full-length mirror, where she whirled around, assessing herself to see if she looked decent or not.

“How can someone be this beautiful?” After realizing that everything was on point, she shamelessly applauded herself.

Avita was going on an outing...