Chapter 58

Lauren's POV

In just a few minutes, Tess was done with my makeup. I hadn’t even lifted a finger the entire time she’d insisted on doing everything herself, and honestly, she did an amazing job. I had to admit, Tess had skills I didn’t even know she possessed.

The foundation blended perfectly into my skin, the contour sharp enough to carve marble, and the lipstick bold yet elegant. Still, I couldn’t shake the thought that it was a bit too much. This wasn’t some gala or fashion runway, it was a nightclub. Who was really going to notice carefully blended eyeshadow in a place that would be dark, loud, and filled with flashing lights?

“Alright, our ride is here. Let’s lock up and leave,” Tess’s voice rang from behind me, pulling me out of my thoughts. She was already rushing toward the door, handbag in hand, heels clicking against the floor like she was running late for a meeting.

I looked at myself one last time in the mirror, my fingers tugging