THE PLOT
*****FIONA'S POV*****
I quickly covered my mouth, I looked around to check if someone was watching. I decided against opening the mail until I got home.
I got down from my car, and swiftly but safely crossed over to the salon. For me, actually this is the best salon ever, where you're sure of the best hair treatment.
I wanted something short and curly, I couldn't even remember when last I came here, it's either am too busy or I just feel reluctant to redo my hair.
I ain't the obsessed kinda fashion freak, but today I just felt like it's been long since I last made my hair.
My mind said it's because of him, but, I just waved it off.
"Hey Fiona, how are you doing, it's been long as fuck, you just suddenly stopped coming here, any problem?", my friend Selat said.
"Not exactly dear, I'm just so preoccupied, so I've got no time for myself, and you know am not the fashion freak", I replied her.