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I’ve played a lot of weird roles, guys.

Pres

That’s fair.

Cash

How are you feeling about everything?

I’m not surprised Cash is the first to ask. He’s known among my siblings as the Grinch, but they don’t know him as I do. On the outside, he can be gruff and rude, but he truly has a heart of gold.

It’s just a little broken.

Me

Nervous. I don’t want to embarrass myself. Or him.

Pres

You won’t. If any of us were born to be a princess, it’s you, Merc.

I roll my eyes.

Me

I am not a princess, Pres.

Pres

Will you let me just live out this Princess Diaries fantasy in my mind, please? Wait, are you going to get a royal makeover?

I look at my reflection in the mirror of the salon.

Me

Sort of.

Pres

I must know everything! Go away, boys. It’s sister time!

Cash

I wasn’t paying attention anyway.

Myles

Fine. I know when I’m not wanted.

Hendrix

Tell Asher we need to talk.

Before I have a chance to reply to Hen’s rather gruff response, my phone is ringing. I swipe left to answer the FaceTime call.

“Oh my god, you really are getting a makeover!” Presley practically gushes as her eyes take in the foils in my hair and the black cape around my neck.

“I’m just getting a few lowlights to add some dimension and a trim. That’s it,” I say, biting my bottom lip.

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