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CHAPTER 43 LAUREN MOSS For my hair, I did a bun that’s both chic and effortless at the same time. I don’t know the proper name, but with a few loose curls. And, not to brag, I look absolutely stunning like this. If I don’t pass and end up arrested, I’ll serve my years in prison. If it’s in the FBI facility, I’m screwed, because it’s solitary. But if it’s a shared women’s prison, I’ll be able to perfect my skills on the other inmates. And since no one’s going to get me out of prison, and my parents won’t even bother to mention my name, I can get out and—if I’m not killed by them or sent to Antarctica because I “shamed” their sacred surname—I can open my salon, right… An old ex-con doing hair, nails, makeup, and even helping you dress. I’ll become a personal stylist, if you want. Let’s

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