The fire crackled softly, bathing the camp in a golden light that contrasted with the deep shadows beyond. The girls were huddled near the fire, their attention completely captivated by the shimmering creams and gels Mikhailis had concocted. Lira's typically composed demeanor gave way to a rare smile as she dabbed a tiny amount of gel onto her hand, watching it absorb instantly, leaving her skin smooth and glowing. Estella's excitement was unrestrained; she leaned forward to examine the product on Lira's hand, her curiosity palpable.
"This is incredible," Estella said, practically bouncing in her seat. Her eyes sparkled with genuine excitement as she turned her hands over, marveling at how smooth and luminous her skin looked. "I've never seen anything like this! You could sell it for a fortune!"
