XIX/XXX. Transformation

Lips: painted. Eyelids: brushed. Cheeks: swept. Hair: curled. Eyelashes: thickened. Skin: tanned.

She smiled to the mirror, wondering if there was any spot that missed and pondering if her smile was as fake as the handbag that was perched on top of her desk.
"Well, no use for going back now. It is all settled. I need to do this." she whispered to herself, after months of doing prep talks with herself and watching her own gestures in front of the mirror, she was finally ready.
She sighed and looked at herself again in the mirror. The transformation was necessary. The lips, hair, eyelids, checks, skin and even eyelashes were altered slightly to accomodate her plan. This was what she needed and what she wanted. A transformation of herself to become someone else, in order to be loved by him. Shallow, she knew. But she only got two months to live, why would not she become someone else, at least she could feel like she was loved by the only person that she loved.