Chapter 7

“As a matter of fact, I do.” Ingrid patted the counter. Tasia hopped onto it, spreading her legs to allow Ingrid to stand closer to her. The woman smelled of hibiscus, the same scent as her shampoo.

“So what can you change?”

“Quite a bit, actually.” Ingrid pulled out a small box.

“Ooh, a magic charm? Can you make me a blonde?”

“Not quite.” Ingrid opened the box to reveal a colorful palette along with some brushes.

“That’s… just makeup.”

“You’re right. Now hold still.” Ingrid pulled out a marker.

“What the hell is that?”

“Contour. Stop moving.” Ingrid held Tasia’s chin with one hand and started drawing with the other.

“How is this—”

“Stop moving.” Ingrid’s brow furrowed in concentration. “There’s actually quite a bit you can do with makeup. For example, a lot of women will use it to make their nose look smaller and more refined. I intend to make it look bigger, almost hawkish.”

“I can do that.” Tasia sniffed and allowe