Kalina stood before the mirror, utterly captivated by her reflection. She looked as if she had been crafted from porcelain, an ethereal beauty brought to life. Her fiery red curls were elegantly swept up into a tousled bun, with a few stray locks artfully framing her face. A soft, nude makeup palette accentuated her features, while her lips were adorned with a complementary muted hue. Her skin radiated a subtle, otherworldly glow, no doubt enhanced by the luxurious bath salts and shimmering body glitter applied earlier.
Ralph couldn't resist a playful tease. "Close your mouth, hun. We wouldn't want any flies making themselves at home in there, now, would we?"
Startled, Kalina promptly shut her mouth, eliciting hearty laughter from both men.
"Is this really me?" she asked, her voice tinged with wonder.
Giorgio shook his head, a playful grin on his lips. "Well, it's certainly not me."
"Nor me," Ralph added with a wink.
