Persephone's POV.
"So I'm guessing this goes here, and this goes... here"
Damien mutters to himself as he tries to braid my hair.
We were in the kitchen making breakfast and my hair kept getting in my way, I had tied it up but stray strands of it kept falling out and I did not want any hair in the food. I was about to get a scarf when Damien offered to braid it for me. I was surprised at first, then I began to feel butterflies. I was so happy that I skipped on my toes when he told me to sit in front of him on the couch, so he could braid it. He spoke with so much confidence about how he was going to hold all my strands back for me and that I did not need to worry about a scarf... Imagine my surprise when I found out that he couldn't even braid it. He doesn't know how to.
"No. That d
