Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Manny shook his head, "I'd better do your makeup now. Your scene is coming up soon; we can't have any delays."

Manny's skills with makeup had grown remarkably. It was no longer like when he first started following Quintessa. Makeup on modern looks was easy, especially since Quintessa naturally had a great canvas to work on, making his job much quicker.

As he adjusted her makeup with some bronzer, Manny asked, "Sis, Violet said we should find another female assistant because sometimes I can't keep up with you alone, and there are things that are inconvenient for me as a man."

"Sure, hiring another assistant sounds good. It'll take some of the load off you."

Manny beamed, "Thanks, Quinn. And, uh, if I find someone suitable, can I introduce them?"

"Of course, but you know the conditions."

"Don't worry, Quinn. If they're not up to par, I won't even bring them over for you to see. Thanks sis."

Quintessa finished her makeup routine and shut her eyes, silently running through her lines until the director called, "Quinn, get ready."

She opened her eyes and got up.

After a long night of shooting that stretched into the early hours, Quintessa finally got back to the hotel, managed a quick shower, and fell into bed exhausted.

get up again, grabbing a face mask Mrs. York had given her. Slapping it on her face without much care for accuracy, she collapsed back onto the

Quintessa drifted off, she thought: keeping up with these daily face

outside the Harmony Retreat all night, smoking

were bloodshot, making

Quintessa hadn't sent him the money, leading him to suspect she might just be

rest all night,

wondered why, if this man was indeed

cigarette in the pack, Sean got up, cast one last venomous look toward the residential

up. Rachel could tell from his appearance what

Quintessa's neighborhood entrance, didn't you? And

anything, his face cold

didn't

trust anything she says? Getting her to help you or our family

you've been investigating

a sleepless night and a night of smoking, Sean's voice was harsh

have a feeling it won't

exchanged glances. Who could it be

went to answer it, finding several people in police uniforms standing