A touch of ruthlessness flashed in Zi Han as he tightened the grip on her hair almost pulling it at the roots. In fact, he did pull it out of her scalp because she was wearing a wig.
Zi Han's eyes narrowed looking at this gorgeous lace frontal wig that appeared so realistic. Whoever made this was a genius. Zi Han couldn't even tell that it wasn't her real hair at all.
He glanced down at her about to open his mouth and praise the workmanship when he saw her head with a few patches of hair scattered on her scalp. The rest of her head was bald.
"Oh," he said feeling like he was more curious about what happened to her hair more than he should.
"Uh... here, you can put it back on," he said and Tala grabbed it back with her trembling hands before she crawled away in fright her face almost transparent like she had just been fished out of the water after days of being submerged.