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5: Eris.

I stand close to the mirror, putting on my mascara. I take my time doing it how the twins taught me because I was never big on makeup. Growing up it was more about getting food in your stomach than buying pretty things.

Even when I got older and did have extra money, it was hard to spend it on makeup. If I did, it was because I was getting it for the girls as a gift or because I knew they wanted it. We might only be a few years apart in age, but I’d fallen into a motherly role with them from the beginning, and I don’t think I’ll ever break away from that.

Working behind the scenes at a diner most of my life, I wasn't worrying about how pretty I was to get extra tips. I worried about what shoes would keep my feet from aching at the end of a twelve-hour shift.

Now as I stare in the mirror, I wish I had paid a bit more attention to what the makeup artists did to me every time I had to go to events with Topher and Rosy. I do the best I can because I don’t want to look like I’m trying too
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