Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Everly and Olivia, both having suffered from disastrous relationships, went to the salon. Everly picked out two male hairstylists for them.

One of the hairstylists lit up with excitement at the sight of Olivia and immediately recommended some trending hairstyles. She outright rejected the suggestion. “I want it short—as short as possible.”

“Darling, I know the cool girl look is trendy, but getting a pixie cut might limit the outfit styles you can pull off. Why don’t I give you a shoulder-length cut? You’ll look younger and can rock it at any event.”

“It’s fine.”

“Your hair is long and luscious. I can tell that you have kept it for years. It’s really a pity to cut it off.” The stylist shook his head regretfully.

Olivia stared at her reflection in the mirror. Despite her lack of rest, her features still looked as exquisite as ever. Her tresses, which she hadn’t taken care of, tumbled across her shoulders. It made her look demure.

She hadn’t cut her hair in years because Ethan loved her long hair. Since the stylist was reluctant to cut it off, she grabbed the scissors and said, “I’ll do it myself.”

She cut off her hair without hesitation, sending the long locks fluttering onto the ground. It somehow symbolized her parting ways with her lovely youth and innocence.

She returned the scissors to the guy and allowed him to proceed with styling her. “Alright, I’ll leave the rest to you.”

When Everly emerged with her new pink hair, she was shocked at Olivia’s new hairstyle and marveled at it. “Wow. It’s true—you can really rock any style if you’re good-looking. Liv, you look so cool!”

next order of business was to hurry to the supermarket and buy some gender-neutral clothes for Olivia to match the new middle-part pixie cut. Their new styles

by a storefront and uploaded it to

fancy steak dinner with Olivia. It was something she had wanted to

about it, that isn’t tough at all—just use the right formula, and you have

to let it go just for that night. She took a sip and joked, “That’s

high school. I thought someone from middle school got lost on their way to

and lifted her glass. “Genius or idiot, it doesn’t matter. Let’s raise a glass to our singlehood! I can finally buy whatever I want now that I’ve kicked that weasel out

tears streamed down Everly’s face as

you know that I used to buy the lowest-grade steak on sale at the grocery store? I saved my ass off to support his studies, and I gave

all faced challenges in their lives. Olivia, who was struggling with troubles of her own, had no better advice for her friend than to gently advise Everly to

dragged her to the Dark Horse Clubhouse. She sighed,

she had one full year to process the breakdown of her marriage, but Everly only had very little time to wrap up the loose ends with

object to the detour because she knew that she couldn’t have fun with Everly for a long time after chemo,

squealed,

on the painting of a dark horse in the center of the lobby. “Yeah,” she absent-mindedly

man, I’d rather it go to a hot one that’s good at sweet talk.

“You’re absolutely right.”

generous millionaire overnight. She led Olivia into a spacious lounge, where she ordered ten bottles of Armand

introduced ten male models to them, each with a distinct style, ranging from sweet to chic. Everly declared boldly,

men openly flirted with them, and some even showed off their abs. Olivia was too shy to even look

slammed a wad of cash on the table. She ordered, “Come

different from Ethan’s cool image. They took their seats beside Olivia, sandwiching her, and one of them poured her a drink. She felt uneasy and wanted to leave,

ever thought of you when he was sleeping with