Ellen couldn’t spend the entire day just wearing a dress and putting on makeup—those were just preparations for the Miss Temple contest that was coming up. 0

After taking off the dress and removing the makeup, Ellen finished with a shower. Riana had not only helped with the dress and makeup but also made her practice facial expressions. She had insisted that thorough preparation was necessary.0

Even though it didn’t seem like she had done much that day, the tasks were unfamiliar and strange, leaving Ellen feeling both physically and mentally drained. Despite that, she didn’t find herself disliking it. Instead, it felt like she was discovering a completely different side of herself that she hadn’t known before. 0

She had looked in the mirror countless times throughout the day, wondering if that reflection was really her.0

After drying her hair completely, Ellen lay quietly on her bed. The Miss Temple contest would begin the next day.0

Gurgle.0

Ellen frowned at the sound coming from her stomach. This would usually be the time she had a late-night snack with Reinhart, but she remembered Riana’s stern warning.0

—“Don’t eat anything tonight.”0

—“… Why?”0

—“I know you don’t gain weight, but what if your face gets puffy tomorrow from eating late?”0

—“… I...0