Unfolding panic
Lily, oblivious to the specifics of what was going on, felt a sense of panic starting to grip her. She felt like crying. Her perfect hair was tainted? Her heart pounded in her chest like a drum. The whispers around her sounded like distant echoes as she focused on Michelle, waiting for an explanation. What could be in her hair that was causing such a stir?
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