Janie smiles revealing sharp teeth that mirrors her snake like body . " I have the ability to transform my hands and head to resemble humans . I can assist you with your makeup and hairstyling . Will you allow me to do that "?
Lisa hesitates for a moment , unsure of what to make of this strange encounter . However , she can't deny her fascination with Janie's other wordly presence . "Okay , Janie, You can help me ".
With those words , Janie's face lit up , and she wastes no time in getting to work . She takes out the makeup kit Lisa had just received and begins selecting various shades and brushes . As Janie works her magic , Lisa can't help but be amaze at her skill and precision.
With each brush strokes , Janie transforms Lisa's face , enhancing her natural features and bringing out her beauty . The fear and skepticism that had initially grip Lisa slowly fades away , replace by a sense of trust and and admirations for her unusual stylist .
As Janie does the makeup , she turns her attention to Lisa's hair . With a flick of her snake like tail, she produce an array of hairstyling tools and products . With deft movements , she styles Lisa's hair into an intricate updo , accentuating her facial features and adding a tough of elegance .
When Janie finally steps back to admire her work , Lisa is speechless . She gazes into the mirror, unable to recognise herself . The transformation is so astounding ,and she feels a surge of confidence she had never experience before .
"Thank you Janie , Lisa whispers , her voice fill with gratitude . " You have not only transformed my appearance but also my prescription about the world around me ".
Janie eyes sparkled with a mix of joy and melancholy . " It my pleasure , Lisa . I may be an alien , but I have come to appreciate the beauty and diversity of your planet . It's not appearances , but about the connection we make with others " .
As Lisa absorbs Janie's words, she realizes the profound truth they held , it wasn't about how one looks on the outside , but rather the kindness , understanding and acceptance one show toward others .
Lisa thinks that Janie is done with her hair, but she is surprise a when Janie tells her that she wasn't done , she tells her the one she did but on her hair was just practice . That tomorrow she will do another one before Lisa and Justin leave for work . " What about the makeup " Asks Lisa , "Don't worry I will take care of that too ." "Goodnight ". Janie says and leaves .
Lisa looks at herself in the mirror and shrugs , she off the light and sleeps off the next morning she takes her bath wears the cloths Justin bought for her the previous day . Not long Janie comes in and redo her makeup and she tries another style in Lisa's hairAs Janie styles Lisa's hair, her hands deftly working through the strands, she begins to share a story about their boss, Justin. Her voice is soft, carrying a hint of empathy as she unravels the untold childhood that lies beneath his proud and cold demeanor.
"Lisa, you know how everyone sees Justin as this unapproachable figure," Janie begins, her tone filled with a mix of intrigue and compassion. "But there's a reason behind his guarded nature. It all stems from a tragic event in his past."
Lisa's eyes widen with curiosity, her gaze fixed on Janie through the reflection in the mirror. She urges Janie to continue as strands of hair slip through her fingers.
"Justin confided in me one day," Janie continues, her voice a mere whisper amidst the hum of the room "He told me that his father was responsible for his mother's death. It was a horrifying incident."
As Janie narrates, memories weave through her mind, painting a vivid picture of Justin's pain. She recounts how Justin's mother suffered under the weight of an abusive relationship, enduring silent torment for far too long. Until one fateful night when it all escalated beyond control.
"Justin's father, in a fit of rage, slammed his mother's head against the wall," Janie reveals, her voice trembling slightly. "It was a devastating blow that stole his mother away from him forever."
Janie pauses , her fingers momentarily ceasing their dance through Lisa's hair . She can still see the anguish in Justin's eyes as he shared these haunting memories .
"After that night , Justin's heart filled with an unyielding hatred for his father , " Janie continues , her voice carrying a mix of sadness and understanding , "He couldn't forgive him for what he had done , for tearing their family apart . And that hatred , it shaped him into the person he is today .
Lisa's eyes well up with empathy , her heart aching for the young boy who had experienced such a tragic loss . She begins to see Justin in a new light , his icy demeanour thawing to reveal the depths of his pain .
"But there's something else ,"Janie says , her voice tinged with hope ."Justin's father , burdened by guilt and remorse , sought to comfort him in a way only father could . He made Justin the CEO of the family's business empire , hoping it would fill the void left by his mother's absence".
Janie's hands resume their gentle movements through Lisa's hair , a silent understanding passing between them . They now see beyond the surface of their boss , recognizing the layers of complexity that shaped him .
"He is the smartest of his father's remaining two sons ", Janie says softly . " And though he may come across as cold and distant , deep down , he is a wounded soul trying to navigate a world tainted by tradegy .
As the story lingers in the hair , Janie and Lisa share a new found understanding , knowing that sometimes the coldest hearts bear the deepest scars , she now understands somethings about Justin . His mother's death had really affected him especially the woman he loves most judging from Janie's story .
Her late dad had never laid his hands on her late mom , they really loved each other , she pitied Justin for not having a Happy home with his parents unlike hers.