Blake
When I finally finished the braid, I wind a hair tie around the bottom of the locks and step back to admire my handiwork. It's not as neat as the job Thea did and my side veers toward my daughter’s ear more, but I managed.
Thea offers my daughter a little hand mirror and turns her around to look at the back of her head. “What do you think?”
I can't help but admire how Thea glows in the moment; she's so damn beautiful it almost hurts to look at her. My daughter is also excited beyond belief as she studies the braids in the mirror with shining eyes.
“I…I love it!” Azura runs her hands over the braids, then pulls them forward over her shoulders.
“I'm so glad you love it. Part of the reason why I had your dad help today is because I need to go home and spend some time with my dad. M
