After a short period of recovery, Annie returned to work renewed and refreshed.
She'd just about gotten used to the new tightness around her eyes, her botox'd brow and the extra plump feeling of her lips, but still coudln't stop staring at herself. She had nothing but admiration for the preening reflection she saw in every mirror.
A stack of unread messages chimed for attention as she posed for her progress portraits.
Mason was right, she really was becoming far too pretty to waste her time on the low quality likes of her Ex. Besides, there was a super swanky work dinner she'd been invited to attend that evening. Better she save her energy for wooing clients at her boss' side.