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Stylist Piluca Strips Away Jessica’s Certainties

By Feliks

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With each cut, Jessica loses more than just her hair—she faces a transformation that challenges everything she thought she knew about herself.

Jessica had always been a very charming woman, the kind who knew that her appearance was her best calling card. Her entire life revolved around the image she projected: always well-dressed, striking, with just the right clothes to stand out, often wearing miniskirts. She was slim, with a slender figure that she knew how to highlight, and her hair—a long, brown mane with blonde highlights—was her pride. Every strand, perfectly cared for, shone with golden highlights when sunlight touched it. Jessica had spent her whole life maintaining that mane, which moved like a cascade when she walked, always perfectly styled, an extension of her own personality. People knew her for it, and she was well aware of that.

She had always been the one to draw attention wherever she went, the one who never had trouble flirting or finding a new attractive boyfriend. And to maintain that image, she trusted only the best: one of the most expensive hair salons in the city, where they had known her for over ten years. There, her trusted hairdresser, also named Piluca, was a woman of her style, with a perfect bob cut that left not a single hair out of place.

That afternoon, Jessica left the nineteenth-century mansion that now served as the temporary headquarters of the newspaper she worked for while the main office was being renovated. It was a sunny afternoon; the sun reflected off the waters of the marina and made the facades of nearby buildings gleam. As she crossed the wrought-iron gate, with her purse on her shoulder and large sunglasses on, she saw a figure approaching from the direction of the beach. At first, she didn’t recognize her. It was a woman with a shaved head, her face vaguely familiar. It wasn’t until she was only a few steps away that Jessica realized it was Cristina.

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