Lauren’s POV
‘For the Goddess’ sake child, will you sit still’ my mother growls as she battles my hair with a brush and a curling iron.
‘Ow’ I growl, reaching up and grabbing my scalp as it feels like half my hair was just yanked out by the roots.
‘Stop being so dramatic’ my mother scoffs, ‘I’m hardly touching you.’
‘Yeah? Let’s swap places and I’ll do your hair then’ I retort bitterly, fidgeting on the small stool in my old bedroom.
‘I’ve already been claimed thank you very much’ mum replies primly, ‘and I’m very happy with my Mate.’
I roll my eyes, ‘oh so once you get a man you don’t have to bother to look pretty anymore?’ I ask with sugary sweetness.
‘Your mother always looks perfect’ my father states as he steps into the room and leans against the doorframe. ‘She doesn’t need an
