The Luna Stone
I wheeled my head from the hand of my childhood friend, Elmira, who had been a popular hair stylist for many celebrities and socialites.
“This is really a shocker Elise, because we all know that he has had a crush on you since he was little.” Sasha said and then giggle as she placed her phone down on the table, and patted her freshly washed Afro, and spritzed setting spray on it.
“Shut the fucking hell up! I heard he got engaged to a billionaire princess from Austria. I think I've forgotten her name. That crush was so many years ago, you know...” I corrected, as Elmira resumed brushing her hair and weaving fresh flowers, composing of pink roses and bright yellow daffodils into it.
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