Cutting the Strings

POV: Vera

The hair salon was hidden away in a part of the city I had never ventured into before, tucked discreetly into the upper echelons of a towering glass high-rise. There was no flashy signage on the street level, no glaring neon confirming its existence. You simply had to know it was there. It was the kind of obscenely exclusive, private establishment where appointments were booked six mont