Veronica sat motionless in front of the expansive mirror in the room, her gaze fixed on her reflection, as she remained lost in her thoughts.

A pair of scissors lay poised in her hand, while a plastic container sat on the counter in front of her, which contained liquid contents, which she glanced at intermittently.

“Is that a pair of scissors I see in your hand?” A voice asked, snapping Veronica out of her thoughts.

She immediately turned to see Beta Lily standing at the door.

“Don't tell me you're trying to chop off that beautiful long hair of yours.” Beta Lily added, sounding a bit alarmed as she walked...