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Transformation

    Transformation


    “Miss, please keep your hands rxed by your side. I need to fix the shape of your nails before I start


    with the nail extensions…” a sweet voice said to me.


    Oh right, they’re also working on my nails. I quickly rxed my hand and ced them t on the bed


    once gain so that they could continue working their magic on me. It was my first time getting a


    makeover at a salon like this and I was beginning to rx and enjoy myself. I mean, it was nice being


    pampered and the bed was rxing.


    That, however, does not mean that I had forgiven Hayden or given him credit for anything of this.


    After the two hours was over, Bruno and his team was done with transforming me. My hair was cut and


    styled into long waves and curls that swept down to my shoulders and the middle of my back. My nails


    were now long and shapely with an ultra-neat French manicure.


    Bruno had picked out a shy mid-calf dark blue dress with sparkly sequins, a V-neck that I thought


    showed off a little too much of my cleavage and a slit that ran up too far up the side of my leg. When I


    tried on the dress, Bruno was so excited and convinced that he had made the right choice and no


    matter what I said could change his mind.


    “It looks perfect on you like it was made for you. You look gorgeous, sexy, and fierce in it. This is it!”


    Bruno said with excitement as he pped his hands together repeatedly.


    I looked at my reflection in the mirror and I had to say that I didn’t quite share his excitement. One of


    his team members helped me slip on a pair of pin-point high heel pumps with a high tform in front. I


    have never worn a shoe this high before in my entire life. The shoes were a matching color with the


    dress and went together quite well.


    However, when I looked at my own reflection that was staring back at me, I hardly looked like my old


    self anymore. My hair was different, and I had a lot of make up on, making my eyes seem wider than


    before and my lips fuller. I guess this is what the current standard of beauty dictates as beautiful…


    “Don’t you think that the dress is a little too…revealing?” I asked Bruno as I turned around from side to


    side to inspect my reflection from various angles. That only confirmed to me that the dress was indeed


    very revealing.


    “Not at all. It is perfect and makes you look like an angel!” Bruno said proudly.


    I could tell that he truly meant it and that left no room for arguments. On top of that, time was already


    running out. Bruno inspected me from head to toe onest time before handing me a piece of very


    expensive looking earrings of blue sapphires and diamonds. Are these real?


    “Let me put these on you real quick and that shouldplete the look as the final touch…” Bruno


    muttered softly as his hands expertly began putting the earrings on me.


    Once the earrings were on, I examined my reflection in the mirror and had to blink rapidly in


    astonishment. I never knew that adding earrings could truly bring out so much beauty. The earring


    sparkled in the light and made the outfit that I had on, and my facial features stand out a lot more than


    before.


    “Hayden surely has great tastes…” Bruno said with satisfaction in his voice as he stepped back to


    examine my reflection in the mirror.


    “What do you mean?” I asked, slightly confused.


    “Oh, you didn’t know? Hayden bought these earrings for you and told me to create a look around it. I


    think he said something along the lines of it suiting the beauty of your eyes…” Bruno said with a big


    smile on his face.


    Hayden…bought these earrings for me? I couldn’t quite believe what I was hearing. Why would he do


    that? What hidden intentions did he have?


    “I see. No, I didn’t know…” I mumbled vaguely as my mind still struggled to process what was going on.


    “Come along now. We shouldn’t keep Hayden waiting any longer than he has to,” Bruno said as he


    ushered me back to the front of the salon where Hayden was waiting.


    It has been a little less than two hours since I left Hayden there on the sofa, I wonder if he’s still there.


    Bruno led me through the curtains and suddenly, I found myself back in front of the salon. Hayden was


    still sitting on the sofa with his eyes on the screen of his mobile phone as if I had only been gone for


    five minutes and nothing more.


    Hayden’s eyes left the screen and nced over at me when he heard the sound of my high heels


    clicking against the marble floor as I walked forward towards him. If Hayden was impressed with what


    he saw, he didn’t show it. His face was a handsome unreadable mask as his beautiful blue eyes took in


    my new look from head to toe, slowly and intently.


    Without a word of praise orment, he silently nodded his head firmly and took out his ck credit


    card and handed it to a very please-looking Bruno.


    I guess, he liked the transformation enough to pay for it. His eyesnded on my face and for the first


    time I saw some reaction in his emotionless face. A small smiled curled his lips and for a split second, I


    thought that his eyes suddenly had a gentle look in them. However, his face and eyes reverted to their


    old emotionless self so fast that I was no longer sure if what I saw was just the result of my own


    imagination.


    “Let’s go,” Hayden said as he stood up from the sofa.


    I quickly thanked Bruno and his team members on the way out before following Hayden back to his car


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    that was parked out front. I realized that I still had no idea where we were headed…


    Are we going on date?


    --To be continued…
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