I Ran From My Psycho Step-brother Straight Into The Alpha's Lap novel Chapter 42

**When Night Grows Softer Hope Returns To Lead Us by Asa Rowan Finn**
**Chapter 42**

With a determined shake of her head, Sophie dismissed the nagging thought that had briefly intruded upon her mind. She dashed up the stairs, her heart racing with excitement and nerves, eager to take a shower and prepare herself for the evening ahead. This was not just any outing; it was a date, something she had never experienced before.

Once the warm water cascaded over her, washing away the day’s worries, she stepped out, feeling refreshed. The steam filled the bathroom, and as she toweled off, she turned her thoughts to her wardrobe. Standing before her closet, she rifled through an array of new clothes, each piece representing a fresh start. However, after trying on at least a dozen outfits and feeling increasingly frustrated, she realized she was in over her head. “I need help,” she muttered to herself, deciding to seek out Madison.

As she ventured into the living room, she found Madison deeply engrossed in a book, her brow furrowed in concentration. “Madison!” Sophie exclaimed, her voice tinged with urgency. “I really need your help! I have no idea what to wear on this date. I’ve never done this before. Can you please help me?”

Madison looked up, her expression shifting from surprise to a reluctant understanding. With a resigned sigh, she replied, “Fine, let’s see what we can do.” She followed Sophie into her room, her eyes scanning the array of clothing strewn about.

“Okay, let’s start with this,” Madison said, pulling out a long-sleeved black cable-knit sweater. Sophie’s heart raced as she remembered trying it on before; it was stunning, with a round neckline that fell just off her shoulders, and delicate detailing on the sleeves. Next, Madison retrieved a pair of dark wash skinny jeans. “These should do nicely. Go ahead and try them on. I’ll be right back.”

Sophie quickly changed into the sweater and jeans, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. A soft knock interrupted her thoughts, and Madison stepped back into the room. “Let’s see how those fit,” she said, handing Sophie a pair of sleek black suede boots, complete with a stylish buckle on the side. Sophie slipped them on, feeling a rush of confidence as they hugged her feet perfectly, albeit slightly loose. “They fit great! Are you sure it’s okay for me to wear them?” she asked, her voice laced with uncertainty.

“Absolutely,” Madison replied, rummaging through Sophie’s accessories. “Here, try these.” She handed Sophie a pair of shimmering silver hoop earrings. Sophie put them on, admiring how they caught the light. “Perfect! Now, let’s tackle your makeup and hair,” Madison declared, leading her to the bathroom.

“Where’s all that new makeup we bought?” Madison asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Sophie hurriedly gathered the items and plugged in the straightener Madison had convinced her to buy.

As she applied moisturizer, foundation, and powder, Madison took over the makeup application, expertly enhancing Sophie’s features. “You have such beautiful hair,” Madison remarked, carefully straightening each strand. “Why do you always keep it up?”

Sophie shrugged, a hint of embarrassment creeping in. “I usually have it up because of work. It’s just easier that way.”

Madison shook her head, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. “It’s such a lovely color. You really should consider getting a trim. Would you come with me to my hairstylist next time? A fresh cut would make your hair even more stunning.”

“Sure,” Sophie replied, her curiosity piqued.

Madison deftly left most of Sophie’s hair down, pulling back just a few strands on the sides. “There! All done. Want to see?” she asked, stepping aside with a flourish.

Sophie turned to the mirror and gasped. The reflection staring back at her was almost unrecognizable. “I really like it,” she said, her smile genuine. “It’s pretty but not overdone.” Madison had chosen neutral tones for her makeup, giving her a fresh and natural look.

“Wow, you’re right; it does need a trim,” Sophie mused, running her fingers through her hair. It had been ages since she’d straightened it.

“Definitely,” Madison agreed. “We’ll take care of that soon. But for now, let’s focus on getting you ready for tonight.” With that, she removed the bobby pins from the sides and transformed Sophie’s hair into an effortlessly chic messy side bun that Sophie knew she could never replicate.

“Much better,” Sophie said, admiring the final look.

Madison beamed with pride. “You look fantastic!”

Just then, a knock echoed from the door. “Sophie, are you going on your date or what?” Kyle’s voice rang out, impatience evident.

“Relax, Kyle,” Madison shot back, rolling her eyes. “She’s coming.”

Sophie followed Madison down the hallway, her heart pounding. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, Kyle’s expression shifted to one of disbelief as he took in her outfit. “She’s wearing that?” he questioned, incredulity dripping from his tone.

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