#Chapter26

The toddler squeezes my hand with a considerable amount of strength as the hairstylist struggles to remove a giant knot from Victoria's head.

"It hurts" the child pouts with a tone of discomfort

I give her a guilty smile as I adjust my position on the floor.

The hairdresser brought a high chair for the miniature brunette which the child is currently strapped into.

Me however, I am sitting crisscrossed on the bathroom floor in front of the high chair, my back resting against the front of it.

Originally I left her alone in here for a few minutes so that I could change into a pajama set, but...