Chapter one hundred & eighteen

—JASMINE.

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As I gaze into the mirror, the reflection staring back is almost amazing.

I don’t know how they did it, but I look youthful.

Three hours of meticulous pampering makeover has transformed me into a vision of elegance and poise.

Every strand of hair, every curve of my body, and every nuance of my expression scream confidence.

My hair, once a dull, lackluster brown, now cascades down my back like a rich, velvety waterfall.

The ombré effect graduates from deep auburn at the roots to subtle hints of brown at the ends, framing my face with warmth and depth.

Bobby pins secure stray strands, keeping my face clear and accentuating my features.

I slip on my dress, and it shimmers like the night sky, a dazzling blue that seems to shift and change with every movement.

The fabric hugs my curves, accentuating my waist and highlighting the gentle swell of my hips.

When the light catches it just so, the shimmers explode into rays of colors, mirroring the sparkle in my eyes.

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