In the Anderson mansion, a little girl was sitting in front of the dressing table. She was trying out the various cosmetics on her mother's table.
A bright red lipstick smudged over her lips and cheeks, the eye shadow applied to her forehead more than eyes, and now she was painting her nails and half the contents of the bottle spilled on the table.
She remembered the last step while getting ready was to put on perfume. The bottle was kept on a higher shelf, and she could not reach it.
With much difficulty, she stood on her toes and tried to get it but unfortunately, the bottle fell and the glass pieces scattered all over the floor.
The girl stood there confused, not knowing what to do next. At the same time, Sara came into the room, and the scene in front of her gave her a massive headache.
"Evelyn, what have you done?" Sara fumed.
"Mom, I was getting ready for the party," Evelyn replied as if it was something obvious.
Evelyn was Sara and Blake's daughter who was now 6-years old. She had a heart-shaped face with brown eyes, plump, pink lips, and blonde hair, just like Sara. All her appearance resembled her mother, but her personality was just like Blake's.
She was stubborn, demanding, a little bit arrogant, and unapologetic. If things did not go according to how she wanted them, then she would throw a fit.
Once they had gone shopping and Sara had picked five dresses for Evelyn. While paying, another customer entered the shop with their daughter. They had come to receive the custom-made gown which they ordered for their daughter's birthday.
Evelyn saw the princess dress and demanded Sara to buy one for her as well. Sara straightaway denied her request saying she should wear all the dresses they have purchased and then only will she buy Evelyn new dresses.
Evelyn started a throw a tantrum and refused to leave the shop until she got a new dress. Sara tried to pacify her, but even half an hour later, her daughter continued to be adamant.
A lot of people were coming and going out of the store, and even though the staff did not say anything, their expressions told them they were being disturbed. At last, Sara had no other way and ordered a gown for Evelyn.
Evelyn became happy when her request was granted, that she started to plan on which occasion she would wear the dress. She was a little proud and always wanted to have the best of everything and liked flaunting what she had in front of others.
When Evelyn started going to school, Sara felt tense, thinking she may not get well with her peers or not concentrate enough on her studies.
When Sara went to the parent-teacher meeting, she was surprised to find that Evelyn was not only good with her studies, but she also had a large group of friends.
While playing games, she wanted to lead the teams even if they lose she accepted it graciously. She had a sportsman spirit and volunteered for all kinds of activities like reciting poems, dancing or singing.
Evelyn did not get scared of her mother easily, and bravely expressed her point of view. She behaved the same way Blake did when they started dating. Both were overconfident, smug, and bossy.
Once Blake confessed to Sara, only then did he start showing his tender side to her. Nowadays, Blake acted very arrogantly and cocky to everyone except his family.
Evelyn loved dressing up and always wanted to look beautiful. She was very choosy about her clothes and spent a lot of time in front of the mirror.
She even wanted to match her shoes and accessories with the clothes. Sara had a hard time when she took her daughter shopping.
"Stand there, don't move around," Sara called a maid to clean the broken glass pieces.
"If you cannot reach something then you should take help from one of the maids. Because of your negligence, these glass pieces may have hurt you badly," Sara kneeled in front of her daughter and checked if she had got any injuries.
"Mom I am a big girl," Evelyn argued.
"You are just six years old. Always remember safety comes first," Sara said sternly.
When Evelyn keep quiet, Sara gently spoke, "Please be careful. Mama cannot even bear to see a single scratch on you."
Seeing her mother's painful expression, Evelyn agreed reluctantly.
"What have you done to your face. Didn't I say that you cannot wear any makeup," Sara took some wet wipes and started wiping Evelyn's face.
"But I want to look pretty," Evelyn remembered how her mother did her makeup and tried to recreate the same look.
"You are already so pretty, wearing makeup at such a young age will damage your skin," Sara was careful so that nothing got in her eye.
"When can I wear makeup?" Evelyn asked.
"At least not until you are sixteen years old," Sara replied.
"Oh, that's so long," Evelyn counted using her fingers and grumbled sadly.
"Mom, can I do your makeup," Evelyn asked hopefully.
"Sorry, but today we are going to a birthday party and not for a Halloween party," Sara chuckled.
Sara picked a dress for Evelyn to wear and after getting dressed up Evelyn stood in front of a full-length mirror admiring herself.
"Mom, I don't like this dress," Evelyn pouted.
"Evelyn, we are already running late, I don't have time for your games," Sara snapped.
"Then I am not coming," Evelyn sat on the bed, crossing her legs. Sara sighed and knew her daughter could argue the whole day with her. As time was running short, she had no choice but to compromise.
"Fine, I will give you ten more minutes, and once you pick a dress you cannot change your mind," Sara stated.
Evelyn stood in front of her closet while Sara showed all the dresses.
"I want a blue color princess dress," Evelyn wanted to wear her customized gown.
"Fine, I should have known that you have no interest in old dresses once you get a new one," Sara stated.
Evelyn wanted to show her new dress to all her friends at the party.
When Sara was doing her makeup, Evelyn could not control her curiosity and was secretly peeking at her. At last, Sara dabbed some lipstick on Evelyn's cheeks to get a rosy glow.