6 Year's Later
Aspen's P.O.V.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror as Vanessa tugged and pulled at my hair.
"Are you trying to make me go bald?" I exclaim.
"Hush," she snapped, pulling slightly harder. I winced and I knew that my scalp was going to be so sore.
"Aunt Vanessa, don't pull out all her hair!" Candice laughed from the couch in the room.
"I'm not trying to pull out all of her hair," Vanessa shrugged as she pinned a piece in place.
She was done almost thirty minutes later and I was glad. I didn't know how much more my scalp could take without bleeding.
"My turn!" Sonia giggled as she threw down a makeup bag in the vanity in front of me. I almost winced again.
After being pampered and done up, Vanessa and Sonia pulled me away from the vanity to the full-length mirror in the room.
We all stared at our reflections before a large smile broke out on my face and tears started to cloud my eyes.
