Dark hair?

Scarlett glanced at her reflection in the mirror. She didn’t just look different because she had changed her hair color back to the vibrant black that she was born with. There was something else that was different, something that had changed in her. She had barely gotten any sleep the night before; her eyes were dull and tired. How could she? She was resuming work today, and it was hard for her mind not to go into overdrive, thoughts of Cameron, wondering what he was thinking, just how much he knew.

Her hair was cut in a curtain bang, framing her face perfectly. She leaned forward, her hands shaky as she applied mascara. Her nerves were all over the place, but it was hard to relax, it was impossible. She slipped into a simple black and white dress with black stilettos, applied finishing touches to her light makeup, put on perfume, grabbed her purse, and continued to stare at her reflection in the mirror.

Clarissa walked in behind her with Levi on her hip, “You look beautiful, Scarr…”