Ren's POV
"And then one of the girls at the salon was like she wanted to dye her hair in the same shade as my own. It's obvious she was just trying to copy me. She didn't even know I was a natural redhead..."
As Mauve kept talking about whatever she thought I was paying attention to, I could not help but wonder how I had once again found myself in this mess that I was certain was done and dusted merely hours ago. How had I moved from being certain that I was never going to see Mauve again to being on a damned date with her?
I ran my hand through my hair for the nth time tonight, messing it up even more.
I knew I could not reject her. It didn't matter that it was probably the easiest and fastest way for me to get rid of her since I was not the one that would get hurt in the end… but I
