C54 CREAMY PASTA.

AVERY’S POV:

I was tempted to tell her the truth. To say, "Your father did this. He’s trying to erase me, piece by piece, until I don’t recognize myself anymore."

But I couldn’t.

So I smiled, forcing lightness into my tone. "I went to the salon and got it done," I lied.

She tilted her head, considering me. "I want to get my hair done too," she said thoughtfully. "So I can be pretty like you