~{INGRID'S POV}~
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It didn't take long to find Joy who was enjoying her time with the pastor and by the time we left in Lanzon's Jeep, I felt completely at ease with myself.
If I knew it would be this easy then I would not have run away last night.
Most men would've taken that to their advantage while others would be very cruel but Lanzon was different and that single compliment about my hair from him made me think about it nonstop. My brain kept saying; 'He commented on our hair!' 'He actually commented on our hair!'
"Are you both going out or something?" Rhema curiously asked as she glanced at us since she was seated in front while Lanzon was the one driving.
"Not at all, Ingrid just wants to get her hair done," Joy informed her.
"Ah, I see. Do you both have anything to do after that?" She probed and it made me frown slightly.
Why was she asking?
Does she want to hang out with us?
And since Joy was like my mouthpiece, she answered.
