Myra’s POV Sera had booked a full section for us and next we made it to the hair section. I saw a few faces I recognized as I walked into the styling room. I do not really associate with most of the ladies in the room, but pack businesses and functions have been kept in the same space a few times. “Greetings lady Myra.” A few of them greeted me as I made my way in, and I also exchanged my greetings with them. Although I do not recognize all of them, since they were nice to me, I was also nice to them.“What would you like to do with your hair ma?” The stylist asked me as Sera and I took our seat. I already felt a boost to the day from how beautiful my dress looked. I usually do not like to do too much with my hair, but for some reason, I craved something different.“Can I see some designs.?” I asked the stylist, and she excused herself and by the time she came back, she handed me a tab to Sera and I to select styles from the different ones in there.While she was gone, I heard w
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