“Oh my! You look exactly like me before I met my husband!”
She stared at her image in the mirror. Her cotton candy pink hair and brown eyes matched with the dark green dress.
When she was 14 and homeschooled, dying her hair pink sprang in her mind, but everyone opposed her idea. Even the hairstylist at the hair salon she frequented discouraged her by stating detailed explanations about how to take care of dyed hair.
“Why would you ruin your hair?” everyone asked.
Ever since that day, she never stepped foot into the salon. From waist-length hair, she cut it up to shoulder-length hair.
“Honey, is there something wrong?”
“I’ve always wanted to have cotton candy hair.”
“Aww. Baby girl!” The Countess hugged her. “You are pretty no matter w
