Celeste P.O.V.
“Kelly, can we be done? I need to pee!” I said.
“Fine, go pee, but we’re not done!” she said, and one of the girls working on my hair let me up. Kelly had decided she wanted my hair straightened for this and two of the hairstylists had been tackling a side of my hair each. We were about an hour in and they still needed to do about a third of my hair. Naturally curly, my hair reached my butt, but the hair they had managed to straighten went past my knees. Kelly had opted for doing her own makeup in order to get her stylist to help with Maya’s hair. My makeup was being done by a third, who would then do Kelly’s hair. Kelly had said she didn’t matter as she wasn’t in the ceremony, but I had a gut feeling she’d find her mate tonight and I insisted she get it done too.
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