Chapter 101
I calmly finished my makeup, slipped into a red dress, my long wavy hair cascading over my shoulders. The tassel earrings danced lightly, giving me that sultry, almost enchantress vibe.
In my last life, every time I saw Grace’ sweet and innocent face, I couldn’t help but hate my so-called seductress look. No matter how hard I tried, I could never be that kind of girl next door – the kind who stole hearts effortlessly, like she did with Ronald. I even seriously considered plastic surgery, but chickened out because, well, needles.
But now? I actually feel proud my features resemble Mom’s. I like how I look—finally.
By the time I arrived at the Carter family’s party, the place was buzzing. Laughter, clinking glasses, polished smiles everywhere. I walked in with my purse swinging by my side, catching sight of Olivia—looking like she just stepped out of a designer catalog. Custom-fit gown, elegance dripping off her, hair neatly updo’d… she was stunning, a total contrast to my late mother’s

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