Chapter 41 For The Job
- Azalea’s POV
- The bright rows of lights that surround the mirror in my dressing room seem to glow extra brightly tonight, and I squint as I put on lipstick.
- It’s bright red, which is a color I would normally try to stay away from, but everything around here is standard issue, right down to the colorful sequin bras and skimpy skirts, which I just finished putting on a couple of seconds ago.