The annoyed smirk looked silly on the baby face looking back at me. I wrinkled my nose and the little white-haired girl did the same. I pulled the corners of my mouth into a wide grimace and my reflection mocked me by doing the same.
Marie softly laughed behind me as she combed my hair with lavender oil, further accentuating the silver tones out in my hair. I'm seated in front of my vanity as I enter the final phases of preparing for the Spring Ball after being run ragged in preparations since the moment I opened my eyes to the morning light.
