One stylist dropped her comb Another slowly lowered her phone
Silence spread like a crack through glass The receptionist’s smile vanished. One stylist dropped her comb. Another slowly lowered her phone.The old man straightened in the chair. His hands were no longer shaking. His voice, when he spoke again, was calm—steady—commanding. “I came to see who deserves to stay.” The words hung in the air. […]
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