Chapter 180

FEYRE

I could almost hear my scalp thanking her for the save.

"You have beautiful hair," she comments as she works her hand through the tangled strands.

"Thank you," I replied, my cheeks heating a bit.

I didn't do much for the hair but it was full and the texture was amazing. I know that. I love my hair, even if taking care of it is tedious sometimes.

"I wish mine was this way," I craned my neck to look at her.

"Yours is beautiful too. I know a few people that'll kill for wild curls like that." Her eyes sparkled.

My heart warmed seeing the happy look in her eyes.

"They do? It is so big and so much work." She paused for a moment, moving her hand around to find the right words.

I found the act endearing.

"But also so beautiful. It makes sense that they love it. I love it too but I'm too lazy to take care of it." She nodded in understanding.

"All done," she pats the top of my head as she carefully lays the braided end ov