When Arda's nails were done, she admired the result, turning her hands under the light with a pleased smile. The polished, glossy sheen made the short length artificial nails look elegant, and she felt an undeniable satisfaction.
Gillow, watching her, chuckled softly. “They look perfect.”
She grinned. “I agree. Thanks.”
The beautician beamed when Gillow tipped her generously. “Thank you so much, sir!” she gushed, her gratitude evident.
Gillow nodded in acknowledgment before guiding Arda out of the salon. As they settled into the car, she continued admiring her nails, twisting her fingers and tilting them at different angles. She had truly enjoyed the day so far.
Gillow stole a glance at her, amused by her fascination. It pleased him that she was happy.
Arda, however, soon realized s
