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Rasheeda surveyed her reflection in the bathroom mirror while her sister’s face stared back at her. On a normal night, her face would not resemble a Picasso painting, her clothing would not fit this snugly and the kinks of her hair would not be straightened out. Then again, on a normal night, Rasheeda would not be at one of the most expensive beachside restaurants on the island, with a man too delicious not to be included in the menu. It was just a nuisance that