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“Here, you go,” said Corey, handing me my panties.
I grabbed some tissues from a box sitting on the window sill and turned around to clean up my pussy and thighs. The big, puffy skirt of my dress allowed me a little privacy but I hurried just the same.
Pulling up my panties, I turned around to face Corey and Caleb.
“Come here,” said Corey. “We need to fix your hair.”
“I’ll keep my hair open,” I said, raking fingers through the thick, long strands of my hair. “There’s no way any of us can make up a bun.”
“Don’t underestimate us, lost girl,” Caleb said in a husky voice that made my pussy throb again. “Just get over here.” Grabbing my shoulders, he turned me around.
To my surprise, I felt the teeth of a comb dipping into my hair. Caleb was astonishingly gentle, taking his time to remove the tangles.
“Part this section,” I heard Corey say. “Yeah, right there.”
I had no idea what they were doing. They mumbled to each other while handling my hair. At times, I felt the push of a clip slide against my scalp.
After about ten minutes, I felt them moving away.
“Are you guys done?” I asked.
“Yeah,” said Corey. “Take a look. Tell me you don’t like this style better.” Coming before me, he snapped a photo with his cell phone and showed me the screen.
“Wow,” I said, staring at my neatly done hair.
“Let’s show you how it looks from the back,” said Corey, grabbing the phone back. I heard the click of his camera go off. “Look.”
I took his phone and stared down at the screen. The style of the bun was different from before but it was beautifully done.
“Where did you guys learn this?” I asked, staring at them.
“We liked brushing our mom’s hair,” said Caleb. “She liked getting her hair set in different styles, so we learned some techniques from the salon lady to surprise her.”
My expression turned somber. I could tell they had a very close relationship with their mother. How did their love turn into so much rage and hatred for their dad?
I kept getting peeks of their true personalities but it was hard to remember their sweet side when they ganged up on me. A small sigh escaped me.
“I’ll walk out first,” I said, holding the skirt of my dress and slipping my feet into those torturous stilettos. “Maybe we can dance later?”
Caleb and Corey’s expressions turned regretful.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to,” I said quickly, feeling a twinge in my heart. “I guess it’s better no one sees what we have between us.”
“Milla...” Corey almost sighed.
“I’ll see you guys out there,” I said, forcing a smile. Picking up my skirts, I turned around and walked out from behind the tapestry.
After spending so much time in the dim space, my eyes were nearly blinded by the bright lights shining from the overhead chandeliers. In the far distance, I found Mom searching for someone while Brian stood on the stage with Noah.
The band was no longer playing and the vast room echoed with the buzz of the crowd’s chatter.
I looked toward my mom and suddenly, our gazes met. Relief spread through her face at once.
Wading through the crowd, she reached me.
“Where have you been?” she asked, looking worried. “I’ve been searching everywhere. Even your friends didn’t know where you went.”
“I was in the bathroom,” I lied. “I think I ate a bad shrimp or something.”
