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Ariana looked at her reflection in awe. She couldn't believe that the refined and elegant woman in the mirror was her. 

Her lips were painted a soft pink, with a sheen of gloss over them, while her rosy pink locks were curled into gentle waves and left loose behind her. 

The shorter bangs were styled and pinned on the front such that they fell just an inch over her forehead and not a quarter longer. 

Danny had pinned small white flowers of jasmine on the locks of her hair, which made her hair look even prettier.

Ariana touched her bangs and questioned Danny, "Why did you even stop working as a makeup artist? You would have earned a different kind of fame with your skills."