Lily opened the door and cautiously stepped in, her face etched with worry. "Are you okay?"

I panted heavily, my face pale. "If I said I wasn't, would that make you let me keep my hair?"

Lily shook her head firmly. "No."

"…Then I'm fine."

Since then, Jon hadn't shown up.

I spent another peaceful half-month.

Penny visited from time to time. Even though we had little to talk about and were careful not to touch on each other's wounds, we maintained a cordial relationship.

I asked her to bring me some "forbidden" snacks, but Lily always discovered and confiscated them.

I sighed, covering my face.

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