Chapter 249: Hannah

Hannah watched in the mirror as Carla carefully brushed her cheeks with some sort of rouge. She was having Carla do her makeup yet again, which made her feel a little worthless, like a small child who couldn't take care of herself. When she'd confessed that to Carla, she'd just replied with a laugh that she loved to do it, which made Hannah both roll her eyes and sigh with envy at the same time.

Of course she did. Carla did this sort of thing effortlessly – lots of makeup, lots of jewelry, lots of colorful clothes. She always included her signature turquoise somewhere in the outfit, which she would then pair with another bright color – pink or lime green or a brilliant purple. Somehow, instead of looking like she was an escaped clown from the insane asylum like Hannah would with that much going on, Carla had this amazing ability to make it look good.