Nina Sinclair came out of her room all dolled up. This was her mantra to always be ready no matter what the occasion was.
Whether it was a birthday party, a wedding reception, a funeral, or it was just stay-at-home time. She always liked to stay up to date.
Her hair was perfectly styled, and her makeup was just right. She felt confident and ready to face the world. She reminded herself to pay a visit to her aesthetician for a Botox. Her face needed it. She hated lines on her face.
"Emily! My breakfast!" She called out to the house chef who must be in the kitchen to prepare her breakfast, "What's taking you so long?" she screamed like a bratty kid.
She hated mismanagement and liked everything on time.
"Sorry for making you wait," Nina who was scrolling her phone impatiently, looked up and was surprised to find Geena coming out of the kitchen.
Good, God! How can I forget about her when I was the one who brought her here?
