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!”

for Olivia to match the new middle-part pixie cut. Their new styles attracted lots

storefront and uploaded it to her Instagram. The post was

with Olivia. It was something she had wanted to devour for a long

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

let it go just for that night. She took a sip and

you, genius. You were only thirteen when you joined us in high school. I thought

or idiot, it doesn’t matter. Let’s raise a glass to our singlehood! I can finally buy

face as she was celebrating

support his studies, and I gave my all to build our future. I’m only 24 this year,

troubles of her own, had no better advice

to send Everly home, but that tipsy girl forcefully dragged her to the Dark Horse Clubhouse. She sighed, knowing that

her marriage, but Everly only had very little time to wrap up the loose ends with her boyfriend abroad and rush

time after chemo, and that

overexcited Everly patted her hand and squealed, “Look at

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

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

“You’re absolutely right.”

millionaire overnight. She led Olivia into a spacious lounge,

them, each with a distinct style, ranging from sweet to chic. Everly declared

was too shy

of cash on the table. She ordered, “Come here! Keep her

different from Ethan’s cool image. They took their seats beside Olivia, sandwiching her,

ever thought of you when he was sleeping with