Cupter 67 Rebecca
Leonard pulled on my hair hard, and i worked ing colleagues might see me will a ball spot and start making fun of me
Tuning kuch, twent to a wig shop behind the hospital Lremembered the Teile girl trumchemotherapy said they halini e pigtails here.
Lused to be scared of wigs because I thought they looked strange. That when I went into the shop, I was full of different wigs and seemed really tay Rebecca, the shipowner, welcomed me wainly
"What kind of wiger you looking to have a style in mind? Lean show you around tur wigs are high quility, not those cheap synthetic ones. They last a long t
Trout help but feel jealous of lebrera, She was about me go and bad beautiful, shiny hair.
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"Feeling jealous?" she asked with a smile, "Don't worry, you can look great ton car wigs. exclusive content.
She added, "You're spertty that even if you were ball, you'd still look better than me. Don't worry about it
Her cheerful attitude male feel better. After thinking it over, picked a short wig that was similar to my current hairstyle
As she showed me the different wigs, Rebecca said, "Wilps are very popular in other countries right now."
Wigs make a lot of money overseas, though they're not as trendy here," she explaincil.
"Actually, a lot of young women are wearing wigs these days. So, don't feel tubarrassed about it "
Booked at her with concem, feeling a lump in mythrol.
Other girls were wearing wigs to look good, but needed one because of my situation-nur reasons were totally different
Seeing my worry, she said gently, "Chemotherapy, right? I'm going through the same thing, so don't stress out."
I was surprised. She looked healthy and even a bit plong, not at all like someone on themotherapy.
She pinched her cheek and said. "Abu chubby, hub? You should eat more inesses like this can make you lose weight quickly, just like yout
"But don't worry," she added kindly. "Alberalew months of chemotherapy, your hair will grow back went through it too, it took two or three months, but it did come back.
Her storyfelt really triar to me. I had been treated with medication overseas and didn't have to go through chemotherapy
placed a comforting hand on my shoulder and said, "It's a relapse, but you know what? I've managed to add an extra five or so years to my life. It's been worth it. "Just believe in your treatment, work hard, and do your best to stay healthy, okay?
Her encouraging words made me tear up, and I nodded.
"I'm also dealing with a relapse," I admitted.
"That's quite a coincidence!" she said with a smile. "I'll give you a 20% discount and even throw in a free haircut"
She glanced at my thinning hair and then pulled out a clipper from behind the counter. "Don't worry, I'm really good at this. I've shared plenty of heads."
Her friendly attitude cheered me up a lot.
Watching my hair fall off, I couldn't help but tear up.
Rebecca worked Lust and put the new wig en me
"Look at this. It's so pretty! It's almost exactly like your old hair, but maybe even better! If you want a different style later, just come back. We've got lang wigs and lots of col too," she said, trying to cheer me up. She even put on a bright pink pigtail wig and joked, "Doesn't this look like something Harley Quinn would wear? Cool, right?
Imanaged a smde
le and nodded, teeling a bit bester.
Back at the office, I worried the wig might fall ett, but Rebecca had made sure it firwell. I shook my head a few times, and it stayed put. No one seemed to notice, which mad Beel more rekord
Before the end of the workday, Emma came up to me and said, "Eva, the project you helped start is finally getting underway. Let's go out for dinner to celebrate!"
I checked the project's progress and agreed. It was a good reason to have some fun and not waste life.
That evening, everyone from Department Three showed up for the celebration, and no one missed it
Dusing dinner, Tom was in a bad mood. He kept drinking more and more.
Emma leaned in and whispered, "Lily bought my design and reported it as his
Trealed that some of the two hundred thousand paid to Emma as compensation probably came from Tom's bonus, even though he didn't deserve it
Despite the company's leniency, Tom didn't seem to appreciate it. Tueled by alcohol, he began to rant about his contributions to the company and soon turned his in towi
"Ms Green, or should say, Mrs. Harmon. If you weren't Mrs Harmon, you wouldn't be a director
your ve hardly worked lately, and the company still hasn't lited you? And you have the nerve to be a director How shameless!
"Exc, don't think your position will protect you for ever. You'll get what's coming to you!"