Chapter 43

SOFIA

One month in Spain, David has always been on my mind ever since. I miss him so much. A part of me die every single day. But if I am given a chance to see him for just one minute, he won't even recognize me.

This new face.

I just can't get my eyes off the mirror. I look at my new face over and over again, every single day. I hate it. I hate it so much. But it's there, just to replace the damaged one. I was given a picture of it. I couldn't even look at it. It was so bad.

Could remember how I fell down that thorns filled cliff. I remember rolling down with continuously with speed. Could also remember the pain it was giving as the thorns manhandled my face. I screamed until I reached the end and lost my consciousness.

Am supposed to be happy about my new face. At least I won't be hated or lusted after by those who knew my mother. I no longer bear that look that made people hate me or be reminded of my mother.

But no.

Am no where near happy. David won't be able to recognize me anymo