Chapter 100

Isabella An hour later, my hair was mostly dried and had resumed its curly nature. It had dried to a slightly darker color than before. Instead of the slightly orange shade my hair had previously, it was now a fully dark red with undertones of black. 'I don't think it's too bad,' I said as I played with the still-damp hair. Damon was the subject of my protest and complaints. He sat on the bed, watching me as I toyed around with my hair.