The sun had yet to rise, but Lillie was already awake. Three hours of sleep was enough for her.
She stretched her sore limbs as she stood from the warmth of her bed. Catching her reflection in the full-length mirror, she regarded herself with disdain.
Wrinkled clothes, a bird's nest for hair, smudged lipstick. If anyone saw her now, they'd probably leap out the nearest window.
Good thing she had warned Elliot never to enter her bedroom under any circumstances. If he did, he would come face to face with the real she-devil—literally.
With a sigh, Lillie entered the bathroom and let the warm shower wash away the remnants of fatigue. When she stepped out, her face was free of makeup, revealing unblemished, jade-white skin. Her once-weary blue eyes were now clear and piercing.
