Chapter 13

Violet had set up Quintessa in a downtown apartment – not exactly in the city’s swanklest neighborhood but still a safe haven for the well–to–do professionals. The place was

modest, a one–bedroom with understated and minimalist decor.

Violet said to Quintessa, “Once you hit the big time, I’ll get you a better place.”

“Sounds good to me,” Quintessa replied.

She wasn’t fussy about her living conditions. Back in Serenitia, when times were tough, she’d gone days subsisting on nothing, not even any bread.

Besides, Quintessa knew that Violet was not having an easy time herself. She had split from her former business partner to start her own studio and was still in the early, toughest stages, with her old boss applying pressure from the shadows.

all that, spending nearly a grand a month to

burst in, full of energy, with a young man sporting black–rimmed glasses and a youthful, unpolished look, “This is

forward, “Hi Quinn, I’m Manny.”

Violet to hire a boy as her makeup artist, and a multitasking one at that – a real exploitation of

out of school?” She inquired.

“Yeah. I get my

watch, “Let’s get moving, Manny. Get

“Okay.”

nodded, understanding better than anyone the gravity of the situation. She had. to land this role, no

for an impromptu performance. After her performance, they told her to come back the next

stickler for detail;

be a second

any

day, after resting up and with

silence fell upon the room. In everyone’s mind, there were few words to describe her – radiant

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