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you to come in as soon as possible and we’ll fix a regime for you.”
She breathed a sigh of relief. It was a ray of hope. Once the diagnosis was made, and something was being done about it, she would feel a lot better. Helplessness had been the worst feeling. “Sure, I will.”
“I’ll ask my secretary to give you a call and set up an appointment.”
“Thank you, doctor.” She hung up. Despite feeling disappointed to know that she did have some kind of a disease, it was also reassuring to know there was a treatment for it. At least now, she had hope.
She felt a strong urge to investigate the causes of and treatment available for her condition. She switched on her laptop, logged on to Google and typed in the word alopecia in the search box. She had every intention of being well-informed about the disease before her next doctor’s visit. What she learned about alopecia stunned her. She was just one of tens of millions of American women who suffered from the disease every year.
Every year?
Unbelievable.
In addition, just as she’d first suspected, she believed that her inability to deal with stress could be one of the mitigating factors that led to her hair loss. After all, she wasn’t on any medication, was in relatively good health and she couldn’t have inherited the condition from her maternal relatives. Her father and his relatives were still a mystery to her, though.
She was relieved to see that there were a number of coping strategies available to hair loss sufferers, and she fully intended to try at least one of them, for now. She pulled in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Tears welled up behind her eyes. This was one of the few times that she allowed herself to give vent to everything that’d been happening to her lately. Suddenly, she felt lighthearted and better about what she’d been going through. And to be honest, it also helped that Clint didn’t make her feel bad about her situation. By making her feel beautiful despite her problem, he burnt away the rejection she received from Gage and her own mother.
A sudden thought struck her. Were there any celebrities who suffered from alopecia? Layla leaned forward, as she typed in the question in the search box. She hit the enter button and waited for the results to load. She selected an article, with a click, and skimmed through it.
Wow! Quite a number of celebrities suffered from alopecia. Actress, Neve Campbell, cyclist Joanna Rowsell and fellow model, Naomi Campbell were just the few of them.
Feeling a lot more confident, she logged off, put her phone in her purse, and got ready for work. She silently vowed to do some more research about her condition when she got home. Of course, she would jot down those things that didn’t seem to clear to her, so she could seek some clarification from her doctor.
After bidding goodbye to her mother, she went to the studio where she was supposed to shoot for a commercial. On the way to work, she took out her phone and sent a text message to Asher. “Starting treatment soon for hair loss. Will talk about it at work. See you soon.”
There, now. She was moving forward already. Another woman might have been crushed to know she had some kind of disease, but Layla felt optimistic. Things would progress in the right direction. When she reached the studio, she pushed open the door and stepped through.
Not accustomed to seeing the place so dark, she blinked her eyes in confusion. Did she get the time wrong? Layla checked her watch. It was already eight in the morning. She was supposed to start makeup soon. The staff should have been here. Where were the studio employees?
Rather than waste her time, she hurried into the building and made her way to the back office. Abby, the studio manager, was probably inside. She would tell Layla what was going on. Maybe, they moved the shoot upstairs or something. Were they doing it on the roof? She stopped in midstride.
The man who stood in front of her was Bryan.
She
She breathed a sigh of relief. It was a ray of hope. Once the diagnosis was made, and something was being done about it, she would feel a lot better. Helplessness had been the worst feeling. “Sure, I will.”
“I’ll ask my secretary to give you a call and set up an appointment.”
“Thank you, doctor.” She hung up. Despite feeling disappointed to know that she did have some kind of a disease, it was also reassuring to know there was a treatment for it. At least now, she had hope.
She felt a strong urge to investigate the causes of and treatment available for her condition. She switched on her laptop, logged on to Google and typed in the word alopecia in the search box. She had every intention of being well-informed about the disease before her next doctor’s visit. What she learned about alopecia stunned her. She was just one of tens of millions of American women who suffered from the disease every year.
Every year?
Unbelievable.
In addition, just as she’d first suspected, she believed that her inability to deal with stress could be one of the mitigating factors that led to her hair loss. After all, she wasn’t on any medication, was in relatively good health and she couldn’t have inherited the condition from her maternal relatives. Her father and his relatives were still a mystery to her, though.
She was relieved to see that there were a number of coping strategies available to hair loss sufferers, and she fully intended to try at least one of them, for now. She pulled in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Tears welled up behind her eyes. This was one of the few times that she allowed herself to give vent to everything that’d been happening to her lately. Suddenly, she felt lighthearted and better about what she’d been going through. And to be honest, it also helped that Clint didn’t make her feel bad about her situation. By making her feel beautiful despite her problem, he burnt away the rejection she received from Gage and her own mother.
A sudden thought struck her. Were there any celebrities who suffered from alopecia? Layla leaned forward, as she typed in the question in the search box. She hit the enter button and waited for the results to load. She selected an article, with a click, and skimmed through it.
Wow! Quite a number of celebrities suffered from alopecia. Actress, Neve Campbell, cyclist Joanna Rowsell and fellow model, Naomi Campbell were just the few of them.
Feeling a lot more confident, she logged off, put her phone in her purse, and got ready for work. She silently vowed to do some more research about her condition when she got home. Of course, she would jot down those things that didn’t seem to clear to her, so she could seek some clarification from her doctor.
After bidding goodbye to her mother, she went to the studio where she was supposed to shoot for a commercial. On the way to work, she took out her phone and sent a text message to Asher. “Starting treatment soon for hair loss. Will talk about it at work. See you soon.”
There, now. She was moving forward already. Another woman might have been crushed to know she had some kind of disease, but Layla felt optimistic. Things would progress in the right direction. When she reached the studio, she pushed open the door and stepped through.
Not accustomed to seeing the place so dark, she blinked her eyes in confusion. Did she get the time wrong? Layla checked her watch. It was already eight in the morning. She was supposed to start makeup soon. The staff should have been here. Where were the studio employees?
Rather than waste her time, she hurried into the building and made her way to the back office. Abby, the studio manager, was probably inside. She would tell Layla what was going on. Maybe, they moved the shoot upstairs or something. Were they doing it on the roof? She stopped in midstride.
The man who stood in front of her was Bryan.
She
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