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Chapter 6.
Bliss.
The fluffy feeling from my outing with Jo is still fluttering around my insides. I didn't notice I'd been smiling until Eden pointed it out as I was opening my salon in the morning. After that I realized my cheeks were kind of hurting and then I tried to stop smiling. Yesterday was so fun and my new books! Wow.
I sent Jo a thank you message again this morning. He's such a thoughtful person and it doesn't help that he's funny and cute. I feel like I'm on happy floating clouds and thankfully I just finished making someone's hair, so I have some time to talk to Eden about yesterday. Not like she wasn't already bugging me to tell her the details.
Lazy Eden already put her part timers in charge of her store and parked her big head in mine. I tell her everything that happened and by the end of it I'm smiling at the memory. She's just staring at me and smiling weirdly. Creep.
'What? Why are y
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if you're seeing this, thank you for giving my book a try. I haven't updated this book since last year and I am truly truly sorry. I was unsure about which direction this book was going but I'm slowly figuring it out and trying to write it in a way I like. The chapters are disorganized, the storyline is not making sense. Everything needs to be rewritten and I'm trying to do that. Very slowly. Too slow. I don't know when I'll update but I just wanted to come on here and explain. I'm not sure anyone cares but I'll do better.
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