Chapter 49 The Domineering Opula

• I didn’t know it was dawn already until Brian dragged on my lush hair. When I sluggishly opened my eyes, I saw he was standing by my side, earnestly, pulling on my hair. Being pulled now, nothing pained me so much as my hair. I had a turf dry hair so any harm on it left me with unfathomable migraine.
• “Oh my hair, Brian! You are hurting me! Will you be happy if I get hurt?” I lamented at the top of my lungs. At the time, my hair was almost pulling off my scalp and Brian was pulling harder.
• But there was no stopping him. His face grinned hugely, and his teeth clenched as he pulled without any iota of emotion on his face. He pulled on my hair as if it were some cord that was tied to an edge. As soon as the song came from my tone, I could feel a bit relief as he was letting go gradually. When I sang harder, he let go completely and sat on the floor a baby. I had gone crimson on my face and my scalp was aching with the utmost disdain now.