I hid my shock as Andrew's words hit me like a slap in the dark.
"Um... come in," I said, stepping aside before he could notice the way my hand briefly trembled at the doorknob.
He walked in with a quiet intensity, his eyes narrowing on me—not just looking, but searching.
"What did you do to your hair?" he asked, coming closer. His fingers reached up and brushed over the ends gently, curiosity
flickering in his gaze.
"I wanted a change," I replied, keeping my tone breezy. "Thought I'd try something new. Don't I look good?"
He tilted his head, studying me for a second longer than necessary. "No— I mean yes. Yes, you look wonderful. Gorgeous,
actually. The short hair suits you. It... brings out your face more."
I smiled, soft and satisfied. "Good. I was hoping it wouldn't make me l
