The food tasted delicious, and Hera tried hard not to moan.
"How do you know about this place?" She asked, eating the last of her chips. "It's where my grandparents met. My grandma used to work here as a manager," Hunter replied, and they talked about his grandparents for a while, how they met and fell in love and got married. His face lit up, he liked talking about his family, and Hera felt so happy watching him smile and laugh.
"Why did you cut your hair?" Hunter asked, his tone was harsh, and Hera looked up from her plate. His face held a serious expression. She gulped her food and sipped a mouthful of her juice and thought what to say and shrugged nonchalantly. "I wanted a makeover," she said, "To look good?" Her statement came out as more of a question, and he nodded, with a blank face.
She knew he didn't believe her.
'You already know exactly why I cut my hair.'