"I just can't believe it, I sacrificed everything for him and THAT was the thanks I got.."

"Della, dear, you know your father and I are not easy people to fool and if he was able to fool us, he could likely fool anyone, trust me.

Listen when I say to you it's not your fault."

Tears welled up in Della's eyes and burst into tears and her father comforted her and then nodded at her mother and she nodded at him as if to signal each other for something as he then slowly and humanely let go from Della and put his hand on her back gently, almost as if to pat it before he left to go into the master bedroom.

"..what?", Della asked as she wiped a tear from her eye.

"well, we going to save it for your birthday (which was next month) but we actually have a bit of a surprise for you, we were rather astonished when gave up pretty much all your hair to help pay for that chain for his watch and.. again, we're so terribly sorry that this had happened, you didn't deserve this, Della and you've been saying you don't feel that wonderful way you did before as the strong, beautiful independent woman we always knew you to be so, maybe close your eyes and maybe you'll feel that way, even just for a moment.."

Nodding teary eyed, Della looks at her mom, they look at each other, with a solemn look in their eyes, really reflecting of mutual respect for one another and knowing that this is something they could possibly get through together as hopeless as it seems.

And then she closes her eyes.

And her mom says: "alright my dear Della, now breathe, take nice deep soft breaths and soon you'll feel familiar sensations, sensations reminding you that of better days.."

and she feels it, she feels it.

even starts to feel her beautiful thick brown hair being nice and long again, feeling that hat on her head when took it off and letting her beautiful hair down and then imagining herself leaving never to return again, just like her hair now, at least for a while until it grows back, all of it.

She felt so sad but felt so warm, like maybe everything was going to be ok, like she was so deep in thought that she could feel her head and feel her hair being the length that it was before, almost like, "what a minute.."

Then she opens her eyes and ACTUALLY FEELS HER LUSCIOUS BROWN LOCKS, NICE AND LONG AGAIN until she realizes after touching it feeling overjoyed for a moment that it's a wig her father put on her head resembling it, like even.. "no.."

"Yes", her father gently said. "It's your hair, the very hair you sacrificed and we got it as soon as we can and made the request for it look as much the way it was before it had been cut off.."

Della warmly smiled as she felt the wig that was on her head, feeling as though she reunited with an old friend.

"I missed you, I missed you very much", she said as pet the wig.

She looked at them both and said: "thank you", with nice happy tears in her eyes.

"We know it's sad having to deal with this, but at least you won't have to deal with this alone.
and at least you can do it while feeling something like yourself "

Della nodded smiling at them still feeling her the wig/her hair.

"and we know you'll take good care of it, like you did when it was attached to you", which Della also nods in agreement.

and then gets up from kneeling on the floor when she was crying to hug her mother and father close, feeling nothing but warmth and sadness but now with a bit of reasonable hope in her heart now.

and when she looked at herself in the mirror, as she felt her hair, she warmly smiled looking at it, even blew herself a kiss, feeling like the gorgeous young woman she once was and the gorgeous young woman she will always be and knows that without doubt in her mind, that she will be ok :)