Chapter 176

Della was perched comfortably on the edge of my bed, her legs swinging carelessly like a teenager's, watching me closely as I applied the final touch of mascara in front of the vanity mirror.

"Do you think this lipstick's too dark?" I asked, leaning in closer to the mirror and turning my face from side to side, studying how the color caught the soft bedroom light.

"It's absolutely perfect," Della