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The Cold Witch - Chapter 27
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I woke up very early even though Tobias told me to sleep more than I had previously planned. I had had a great and wonderful night’s sleep. I woke up in a good mood, hopping around the room because of my plan from the previous night having given too much. more than right. And to relax even more, I took a bath with a lot of foam. Tobias and I had agreed to spend a few days at the beach. I was happy to be away from my uncle’s house for a while, but there was something which was making me a little nervous: How am I going to bathe in the sea or pool while wearing a wig?
I had to find a way to solve this so that no one would find out that I had been wearing a wig all this time since I came back. But there was no solution in my mind.
– I think it’s time to get rid of you. – I said softly looking at the wig.
When I finished my shower, I went downstairs and went to the kitchen, had my breakfast sitting by the counter and asked Rose to tell Tobias that I had gone to the beauty salon to do something different with my hair and that from there , would come to my house to get more clothes if he woke up before I came back.
I hurriedly left the house at around 8:30 am. I took advantage of the fact that Tobias was still sleeping, and with that, I could make my whole plan work.
First, I went to my house to pick up more clothes. The ones I had taken when I decided to comply with Tobias’ request and go to live with him and my uncle, had been too few.
I opened the front door and went in. Everything was in place.
– Good thing there was nobody here. – I whispered softly to myself.
I went straight to my parents’ room and got a suitcase and put as many clothes as possible inside it.
When I agreed to move in with them, I was a little afraid because of my situation, but after a month of living with them, I realized it was the best decision I could have made. Who would suspect a person who lives under their own ceiling?
When I finished picking up the clothes, I closed the suitcase and immediately walked towards the exit of the house. It had become more difficult to stay inside, due to the visit I had made to my parents’ grave.
I left and went back to the city center. I went to a store that sold everything imaginable about hair and makeup products. I bought three boxes of white hair dye and some cosmetics that I liked. The dyes wouldn’t do me any good, just to think that I actually dyed my hair white when I stopped wearing the wig.
After that, I went to a store that sold beach clothes and bought three bikinis of the same model, but in different colors. One blue, one black and the other white. They were very simple. At the bottom, there was a bow in each side of the waist, already at the top, it was just like a normal bra, but they were attached from the front and not from the back.
On that day, the city was very busy. It was the day when the city had more people since I came back. I walked for a long time to reach the abandoned building of my family’s group and I entered as soon as I arrived. on the top floor, without getting tired, there I took off the wig and thought about throwing it into one of the toilets in one of the bathrooms in the building. Who would find it there? But I still haven’t found it safe enough to do that.
– I think the best decision is to set it on fire. – I said while looking at the wig in my hand.
At the same moment, I opened the bag to try to find a lighter that my mother always carried with her. My mother didn’t smoke, so I had no idea why she carried a lighter. Luckily for me it was there, but for the my bad luck, it didn’t work anymore.
– Damn it ! – I said launching it towards the ground.
I felt guilty right away because it was something that belonged to my mother and I took it right away. So I had an idea. I froze the whole wig with a blast of ice that came out of my left hand and then threw it at With that, it shattered all over, but there were still traces of hair. I repeated the process two more times, until it became just shards of ice, resembling glass.
With this problem solved, I took the paints that I had purchased and made the process that was written in the way they were prepared, and after they were ready I poured all the paints into the bathroom sink and did the same procedure that I had done with the wig with the paint containers. I just kept the boxes so they could see that my hair had actually been “dyed”.
I went down all the floors of the building without getting tired again. I was impressed with my ability to not get tired anymore and left as soon as possible so that no one would notice my presence in that place. From there, I went to a beauty salon to receive a wash and hydration of post-painted hair so that the hair smells like someone who has just been painted.
– Always come back Miss King! – said the receptionist in the salon.
She was very friendly and attentive. I nodded positively and left shortly thereafter. Upon leaving, I noticed a great uproar in the middle of the street. Women and teenagers running and shouting “Ain, how beautiful he is”. I didn’t understand Nothing. I looked around for the reason for that crowd, so I saw a man getting out of a Lamborghini and the women and girls going crazy.
– It’s Mr Prince. – they said as if they were a choir and shouting.
I stood there watching, trying to understand why they reacted. I confess he was very handsome. Tall, brown hair, white skin and green eyes, and besides all that, he was rich.
I looked around me and realized that I was the only one who was not excited to see him and started walking towards my uncle’s house. Suddenly I felt someone holding my arm and when I turned around, I came across with this man preventing me from going my way.
– Could you release me\, please? – I said with an indifferent face while looking from head to toe.
– I noticed that you are the only one who did not pay attention to my presence in this part of the noble area of the city. What are you called? – he asked me with a smile on his face.
– Why would I say my name to a person I don’t know? – I asked him.
– I’m Marshall Prince. Now you know me. What’s your name? – he asked me again.
– How does she not know Mr. Prince? – I heard from one of the women around us watching us.
– Because I have more important things to do than chase after a man. – I said looking into her eyes.
This woman had no reaction, but I heard another woman behind her say:
– You could have been without this one.
Upon hearing that, I couldn’t help but smile from the corner of my mouth. I looked again at the man’s hand and then into his eyes, Marshall Prince was still holding my arm.
– Excuse me\, Mr. Prince\, I need to go. I have commitments to keep. – I said pulling my arm out of his hand with enough strength and speed without giving him time to react.
– You haven’t told me your name yet. – he said almost shouting.
– You will never know for me. – I replied while walking back to my uncle’s house.
I never thought that I would meet this man that way and, on top of that, I disdained him. If one day in the not-so-distant future I manage to have a meeting with the president of the Paradise group and not get his collaboration, it would certainly be for the reason of I despised your son. The only way was to forget about this episode and hope he did too.
Upon arriving home, Tobias was putting his suitcase in the car, and when he saw me with white hair he was open-mouthed, impressed by the radical change I had made.
– How am I ? – I asked while taking a walk so he could look at every detail of my hair.
– That was quite a change. You look wonderful. – he said smiling.
– Thanks. – I thanked smiling back.
My plan had worked and I was so happy that I almost forgot to pack my things to put in the car.
– I’ll fix my things and go down to put it in the car. – I told him.
– No need to rush. – He replied while closing the car door and coming with me to get in together.
When I entered the house, I saw that my uncle was awake, sitting on the sofa in the living room. I went towards him and he was also surprised to see the new color of my hair. I knelt in front of him, I took his hands, I looked into his eyes with an expression of concern and asked:
– How are you being uncle?
– He can’t talk missy\, but he’s fine. – replied the doctor.
– Can he eat at least? – I asked looking at the doctor.
– Liquid foods only. – replied the doctor.
I took my uncle’s hands and brought them to my lips to kiss.
– You’ll be fine uncle. – I said with a smile on my face.
He did the same thing with my hands and then gave me a happy smile on his face. I knew that smile was not because I was there, worrying about his health, but because his plan was going like him. had planned.
– I need to pack my things\, I’m going on a tour with Tobias. – I said as I went up the stairs.
– You want help ? – asked Tobias.
– No need. I promise I’ll be quick. – I answered.
Upon arriving in my room, I ran to the bathroom and washed my mouth and hands.
– Disgusting. – I said to myself while spitting the water.
When I finished, I separated the clothes that I thought would be appropriate for a beach environment and some other things that I would need for personal hygiene and some cosmetics. Out of the room, I locked the door and put the key in the bag. mine, but on my return, I would know if my room had been opened or not.
I went down the stairs and Tobias was already at the door waiting for me to hear the sound of the wheels on my suitcase as I walked down the corridor of the rooms. He came towards me to help me.
– Give it to me\, I’ll take it to the car. – he said reaching out to grab my bag.
– Thanks. – I answered.
– Dad\, doctor\, we’re going. Take care. – said Tobias.
– Bye uncle\, bye doctor. – I said right after.
– Bye. Have a good trip. – Said the doctor and my uncle was behind him waving his right hand.
Before Tobias put my suitcase in the car, he opened the door so I could get in first.
– Ready to go? – he said as soon as he got in the car.
– More than ready. – I replied with a smile on my face.
He smiled back and then started the car. We left the grounds of his house and we started our trip to the beach.
But something was bothering me. And it was the feeling of being followed.