Chapter 7
The Glam Squad's Secret Weapon
When a beloved local event needs a touch of PYNK Beautie glamour, the team steps up. Willow discovers her hidden talent for calming stressed clients, using her empathy and skills to ensure everyone feels beautiful and ready.
The afternoon sun, a honeyed warmth, streamed through the expansive windows of The House of PYNK Beautie, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air like tiny, glittery sprites. Laughter, the salon’s most constant soundtrack, bubbled and swirled around the plush velvet chairs and gleaming chrome stations. Willow, her heart still doing a fluttery samba in her chest, expertly swept a stray strand of sapphire blue from a client’s cheek. She’d been at PYNK Beautie for a few weeks now, and while the initial tempest of nerves had calmed to a gentle breeze, a thrill of belonging still warmed her.
Seraphina, her silver curls catching the light like spun moonlight, glided past, her smile a beacon of encouragement. "You're doing wonderfully, Willow. That blue is simply divine on Mrs. Gable."
Willow beamed. "Thank you, Seraphina. She said it makes her feel like a mermaid."
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