Lyla's POV
"Irene, I don't know about this?" I said as the hair stylist put more foils in my hair.
"Oh honey, I promise it's what you need. Any time that ass of mine screwed up, I always went and gave myself a little bit of a makeover. I felt better about myself, and he always came crawling back. He could never resist when I came home all dolled up and flaunted my stuff."
"I don't know that this will work on Maxten, and I'm not sure if I want him back," I said and the lie tasted bitter on my tongue. I wanted to be in his arms right now. I wanted to feel his warmth and safety. I wanted to feel his lips on mine and wanted to hear his laugh and to hear that beautiful laugh.
"I've seen you two together and I know for a fact that you both love each other. I've been around all different
