Chapter 22 Nightclub
- Eryn POV
- After waiting hour after hour, the stylist finally turns me around in the chair. I keep my eyes closed tight. I am afraid of what I will see when I open them. My hair has been bleached, dyed, and chopped. Then make-up was caked on my face. I do not have high hopes for what I look like.
- "Open your eyes," Cassie urges me.