Meeting Points

Prologue.

Camille's p.o.v

"Please just do it."
"Camille, you don't have to do this."
"Yes I do, I need to erase everything of him."

Aiden sighs but grabs the scissors from the wooden table before placing the hazel locks between the blades. With the count of three, the snip of the blades were heard and my hair flooded the floor.

After what seemed like hours but really it was just over five minutes, it was done. I spun in my chair and came face to face with someone I would never picture myself as.

My once waist-length brunette hair is now dirty blonde and shoulder-length. The hair he used to tangle his fingers in. Well now that was all gone, along with the burn his touch left on my body. This is for the better.

"So? What do you think?" Aiden asks, leaning against the table

"I don't know yet, but I needed this. Now I can properly move on." I sigh up at him followed by a smile, "Thankyou."