Phew, her hair color was back, Zoe was relieved as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She had been apprehensive about the result when she had been dry blowing her hair. But it seems that she had been worrying over nothing.
Running her hand through her hair, Zoe couldn't help but remember the efforts Gabriel put into reversing the damage. A smile unconsciously pulled her lips to the side until she remembered the incident in the bathroom and her cheeks grew hot at once.
Zoe coughed, tugging the material of her nightgown. After Jackson pointed out that her shirt was saw-through, she hurried into her room and changed into nightwear. And did she forget to add that she bolted her door as well? That was enough scare for the night.
