Chapter Thirteen

AURORA

Yesterday was hell, I came home sore and tired from running from store to store with the professional stylist Caelum hired for me. Francesca Weingarten, a woman about my age with the style of a magazine cover girl. Her style is too extravagant for my taste, I prefer the glamour that doesn't scream loud from afar. Away from shopping in the most expensive stores, most of which I left empty-handed because I liked nothing, we also went to the beauty parlour.

I enjoy going to hair salons but that was particularly dreadful, I had to go get my hair done in a way Caelum would prefer, straightened. Aside from that, I had to change my nails, to longer nails, with subtle 'elegant' colors that he likes to look at. Francesca also suggested I get a change of hair color, switching it blonde which I was considering until she mentioned it was the color of his wife's hair.

I'm not trying to remind him of his wife, I'm trying to make him miss his wife, so he can go running back to her, a