As the late afternoon sun streamed through the windows of Kate’s room, the two friends sat together, surrounded by makeup palettes, curling irons, and shopping bags.
Kate, in her usual over-the-top excitement, had taken charge of getting Cassie ready for the evening.
“Sit still, will you?” Kate teased as she tugged lightly at Cassie’s hair, curling it into soft, cascading waves. “You’re going to look like a queen tonight. And no, you don’t get a choice in the matter.”
“I don’t know why you’re working so hard,” Cassie muttered, staring at the reflection of herself in the vanity mirror. “It’s just a dinner.”
Kate shot her a pointed look. “With billionaires, Cassie, ‘Billionaires’. You’re basically Cinderella.”
“I don’t think Cinderella was blackmailed into pretending to be someone’s f
