The Billionaire's Damned Secret
Her hands moved skillfully, weaving my hair into a Dutch braid as we talked
"Your hair's been through a lot," Lilith teased, laughing softly.
I mirrored her laugh "It has, I had bangs and a bob cut"
"Oh, God, the dreaded bob" she said, shaking her head "Never again, Thalia"
Lilith had always been radiant, her blonde hair still thick and literally glowing, untouched by the passing of time. Mine, on the other hand, was stubborn, caught somewhere between brown and black, straight and curly, forever defying definition and sometimes gravity.
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