CHAPTER 292
KATYA POV
"Keep still," Chiara said, gripping my chin and turning my head left, right, and center like she was inspecting a very stubborn art project that refused to cooperate.
"I am still," I muttered under my breath, even though deep down I knew I absolutely was not.
"You are vibrating," she corrected calmly, leaning closer as she blended something along my cheekbones with the patience of someone who had already accepted their fate. "If you blink one more time towards that door while I'm doing eyeliner, I will actually lose my mind."
I tried very hard not to laugh. Or curse her out.
Both options would definitely ruin whatever masterpiece she was currently creating on my face.
We had officially moved on from the bathroom disaster to full transformation mode.
