Chapter thirteen **Life After He Left Me With No Words** **Becky’s pov**The salon doors flew open like they owed me money.Cool air and the sharp tang of product hit me first, then the golden spill of those big round pendant lights bouncing off every mirror. The place smelled like fresh toner and someone else’s good day. Arms wide, boots clicking across the polished floor, I barreled straight in.“Hi, bitches!”Dante was already half-turned, black cap pulled low. I crashed into him, arms locking around his neck.“Dante, just fucking look at you! Please don’t leave, though. I mean it.”He laughed, warm and low. “Becky, it’s two in the afternoon.”“Girl, can you tell me why you woke me up like it was the middle of the night?” I spun toward Laura in that oversized gray hoodie. “It’s two p.m. Somewhere it’s still night. Don’t come for me.”I snatched the cap she’d been tugging down. Her hair stuck up in defeated clumps.“Fucking rejuvenation time. Just look at her. “Ouch. That’s
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