I offer a polite smile to the guests at my table and excuse myself, feigning an urgent need for the restroom. My heels click against the marble floor as I make my way to the lavish powder room. The mirror reflects a woman who looks picture-perfect. Mia's magic has transformed me tonight—my skin glows with a radiant sheen, my eyes shimmer with a touch of gold, and my hair cascades in soft waves, framing my face like a halo. But beneath the flawless exterior, my heart races.