Scars to your Beauty

Prologue

Scars to your Beauty

yourlazypsychoauthor

all rights reserved©2019

Started: November 16, 2019

Modified: July 11, 2021

Ended: ongoing

Type/s: Teen Fiction, Romance, Humor

Language: English

“I have wasted all my life just thinking about the De Javu of my past but it doesn’t mean you’re allowed to tear me apart beyond my back.”

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Scars to your Beauty (STYB) is copyrighted. The content of this story including characters, settings, events, organizations, and businesses is just part of the author’s colorful imagination or fictitious.

The resemblance of this story plot to any type of published text is just a coincidence.

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Warning!

The content of this book is not fully edited expect for grammatical errors and typographic errors, if you’re a perfectionist I appreciate your concern to correct my mistakes simply you don’t have the right to judge my works as a writer negatively.

Not a pro but I hope you guys appreciate my works and support me by reading my works and left some reviews.

Dedication

I dedicate this book to my friend who is also a great writer and my no. 1 motivation in writing.

For my family which is the reason for my existence and to the K-pop world that I can’t leave life without.

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Prologue

Once in a while, she felt so lonely looking at her reflection in the mirror as if facing the other side of herself.

She felt her body being numb, as if half of her were paralyzed.

All of her fragile depression and anxiety are recalling in her pity viewpoint.

The mask that has been covering her past that she wears forced without knowing is now taken off.

She can’t believe that the man which she fell in love with was her biggest nightmare that gave so much terrible experience in her life.

She touches her clear-looking skin and the beauty beneath those mirror’s reflection, the face of the unknown which is not her real self.

As tears rushing down her lonely bluish eyes is the pain she kept on hiding behind those fake smiles she makes. Holding a pair of scissors, she cut off her long wavy hair in despair and despise upon seeing the unnatural beauty she had.

Until a scream strongly colonized the place.

“You’ll pay for this Blaise, I’ll make sure for you to taste sorrow and complete sadness in vain. “

Her cold voice echoed the quadratic sides of the room, only the moon that was looking on the window to fight against darkness despite the lonely feeling the girl subsisted.

Ever since she thought her life was colorful as the rainbows, but the room’s complete darkness describes how a diamond becomes a rock stone which reflects her situation right now.

“Young mistress—“

TO BE CONTINUE...