Emily’s Diary – Entry 15
I waited until midnight on Sunday for Ryan to call—or at least send a message—and it took a ridiculous amount of self-control not to text him something as simple as goodnight. I’m proud of myself for holding out.
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The Salon – Part 10
"Hello? Anybody here?"
Nico checked the time. Lara and Mia were both supposed to be out in the salon. He didn't move.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 14
I never thought calling someone could be this hard. Especially someone you really, really want to talk to. Typing in the number was easy enough. Then I just froze.
The Salon – Part 9
"Can I help you?" Lara asked the stern-looking woman in the outdated skirt suit as she walked into the salon.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 13
Thessa called Tuesday morning to check how I was doing. Her sickly sweet voice sent chills crawling up and down my spine. I know Thessa.
The Salon – Part 8
Gael eagerly swung the door wide open for Dolores. The elderly woman smiled and gave him a polite nod.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 12
Of course I didn’t take Adele’s advice and go into the office. I didn’t come clean, and I didn’t ask for help.
The Salon – Part 7
Mia coughed a few times, her face contorted with disgust, then yanked the salon door shut with more force than necessary. She stopped herself from slamming it, but she couldn't hide her irritation.
Emily’s Diary – Entry 11
On Monday, Thessa landed a cheerful email in my inbox that felt like a punch straight to the stomach. She reminded me that the multilingual catalogue we regularly prepare for one of our longtime clients was supposed to be heading to print soon.
The Salon – Part 6
Nico drummed his fingers anxiously against the reception counter. His chest and shoulders had locked up tight. That never meant anything good. Ever since childhood, he’d known this feeling meant trouble was coming.