"No need," Savanna said.
But she looked down at herself. There was a big piece of red in front of her that had dried up, which was particularly eye-piercing. She could not see her face. Her face must be terrifying and ferocious, like a war trafficker.
Savanna thought to herself.
And then, she agreed to Cain's suggestion.
Cain sent her and Mary back to the Thompson's home and went out to look for Mandel.
Savanna took off her dirty clothes and went into the bathroom. When the bad person splashed over her, she instinctively tilted her head. Most of the paint splashed on her hair, but there was not much on her face. After washing her hair and taking a shower, she rolled up her dirty clothes and threw them into the basket.
In the mirror, her wet hair was still fiery red, like the seawater under the setting sun. Although it was strange, it contrasted with her white skin, making her look more enchanting and sexier.