Tory treated Eloise like a delicate flower that would crumble if she was too rough. Little does she know Eloise has been treated like someone’s slave for God knows how long.
Tory’s actions calmed Eloise’s nerves, and she soon relaxed and enjoyed the comb flow through her freshly washed hair. She snips here and layers there, not asking how Eloise usually wear it.
After Eloise’s hair is blow-dried and styled, Tory moves to her nails, buffing and polishing. She paints them a deep purple, then does the same to her toes.
When she finishes, Anna beams at Eloise with delight. She thanks Tory and shows her out.
Eloise sat in the chair and looked at her hands and feet. All the dirt and stains are gone, and they look pretty. ‘Wow, they look normal again.’
“I hope that was all right, Eloise,” An
