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.

sleep through but forced herself to get up again, grabbing a face mask Mrs. York had given her. Slapping it on her face without much care for accuracy,

off, she thought: keeping up with these daily face masks

been loitering outside the Harmony Retreat all night, smoking and littering the ground

up all night, his eyes were bloodshot, making his glare intimidating when he looked

now, Quintessa hadn't sent him the money, leading him

of rest all night, was now throbbing with

wondered why, if this man was indeed Ms. Young's father, he didn't

the pack, Sean got up, cast

had just woken up. Rachel could

spent another night outside Quintessa's neighborhood entrance, didn't you? And didn't

didn't say anything, his face cold as he

money but didn't give

you really think we can trust anything she says? Getting her to help you or our family

investigating her

smoking, Sean's voice was harsh and

have a feeling

doorbell rang. The two exchanged glances. Who

went to answer it, finding several people in police uniforms standing outside, which immediately set off alarms