WINONA.

“No.” Leo says firmly from where he’s standing with his arms crossed, leaning against the door.

I nod in agreement, trying not to stare at myself in horror. Azura glares at us both.

“Why? I did really good.” She says, frowning as she holds the blusher brush in her hand. It’s Corrado’s birthday today and Azura was adamant to get me ready herself. She looks stunning, with sultry shimmery make-up and glossy lips.

“She looks like a hooker or something.” Leo frowns, making me look down, ashamed.

Azura narrows her eyes. “You never have an issue when my make-up is dark. Do I look like a hooker to you...