Odessa sat in front of her full-length mirror, admiring her new hair. She had asked one of the workers to get her a new pair of scissors and a curling iron.
She looked down at the hair at her feet that she had cut off. She picked up a brush and pan and cleaned it up. Then she took a much-needed shower to get rid of the tiny hairs pricking her.
After her shower, she got dressed into a pair of jeans and a simple crop top and threw on her bomber jacket over it. She laced her combat boots and grabbed the bag she was taking with her.
A knock resounded on the door, and she pulled it open to see a somber-looking Alaric. She smiled devilishly, remembering what happened yesterday.
He had come running to apologize to her after what he said yesterday, and she told him she would only forgive him i
