His To Hear, His To Hold
Powerful.
My long hair had been straightened, sleek and black like ink, falling past my shoulders in glossy waves. The bangs curved softly across my forehead, perfectly framing my face. My eyebrows were cleanly shaped. My eyeliner subtle but sharp. Katy had even picked out a black top and miniskirt for me—nothing wild, but just enough to feel like a completely different girl.
"Mom, I think this is our best transformation yet," Katy said proudly.
"Anne, you look seriously hot," she added.
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