The salon smelled of rosewater and lavender, the gentle sound of running water and faint jazz music playing in the background. As soon as they entered, heads turned. Murmurs followed them like shadows.“Isn’t that Christopher Jacobs and the lady from the trending photo?” One woman asked another.“She’s the one… she looks different in person.”Emma felt the weight of a hundred stares. She wanted to sink into the floor.Chris, however, was unbothered.He stepped up to the receptionist and spoke confidently, “She needs a light transformation. Clean glam—think elegance, not overdone. Keep her natural beauty, just elevate it.”The stylist beamed. “We can absolutely do that, sir.”As Emma was led to a chair, Chris took a seat nearby, legs crossed, observing. When the stylist leaned in to clean a smudge from Emma’s lip, Chris rose without a word, walked over, and gently reached out with a tissue.“Hold still,” he said, eyes locked with hers.She blinked, stunned as his thumb grazed her chin.
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