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I was starting to feel like... maybe I could do this. Maybe I could embrace the changes and step into this new chapter with more confidence.

Aurora finished curling my hair, each piece falling into place with a soft bounce. “There we go,” she said with a smile,inspecting her work. “A little volume here, a little shine there. Perfect.”

Lila finished up with the mascara, her hands steady as she added a final swipe. “Alright, Sadie, you ready for the grand reveal?”

My breath hitched. “I… am I really ready for this?”

Aurora placed a hand on my shoulder gently, her voice full of warmth. “You don’t have to be ‘ready’ ready. Just trust us and enjoy the process.”

Lila stepped back, eyes glinting with excitement. “You’re going to knock their socks off.”

I took a deep breath and stood, my legs a little shaky but determined to see this through. I’d come this far.

Then, as if they knew the exact moment I needed it, they stepped back and gestured toward the mirror.

I blinked at the reflection.

The woman staring back at me looked a little bit like me, but... not entirely. The woman in the mirror had a newfound radiance.

My skin was glowing, a soft flush of blush on my cheeks, my eyes brighter and more defined with the subtle makeup. My lips had a natural fullness, highlighted by a soft, peachy gloss.

But the most striking change was in my hair. The curls framed my face perfectly, the volume giving my entire look a touch of effortless glamour that I didn’t know I could pull off.

I couldn’t help but let out a small gasp. “Wow.”

Aurora and Lila both looked at me with wide, satisfied grins.

“You look incredible,” Lila said softly, her voice filled with pride. “See? Told you.”

Aurora’s grin was even wider. “You’re glowing, Sadie. You’re not just festival-ready. You’re owning it.”

I blinked at the reflection again, feeling a mix of awe and disbelief. “I look like a different person.”

“Well, that’s because you are,” Lila said with a wink. “This version of you is confident, powerful, and ready for whatever comes next.”

I felt my chest tighten. It was strange how much a makeover, a little time spent on my appearance, could make me feel like maybe I could start fresh. Maybe I could take on whatever was ahead with a little more strength than I realized I had.

Aurora was already heading toward the back door with a teasing smile. “Now, let’s see how the men react to this transformation, shall we?”

I took a deep breath. This was my moment—my chance to show them, and myself, that I could embrace what was ahead.

I could face it all with a little more confidence and a lot more heart. And with my best friends by my side, maybe I could do just that.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Adam

Medford’s townsquare had gone full postcard—banners in deep reds and burnt oranges, hay bales stacked high, the whole place buzzing with small-town charm.

I adjusted my sleeve, surveying my stall.

Solid setup. Griddle sizzling, sandwiches stacked high, the scent of slow-roasted meat and caramelized onions thick in the air. Just the way I liked it.

I was going to kick Samuel and Kai’s asses.

The three of us had set up close to each other, a little unspoken competition brewing between us.

Not that we’d admit it.

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