Irene was both bored and overwhelmed by her overthinking.
"Or maybe you can sendback to the mountains. | promise to never leave," Irene pleaded while tugging at Grandma's clothes.
"Irene, you can never return to the mountains, because Avery has found that place and she could be there anytshe wanted.
Madam would not allow you to go back." Grandma held Irene's hand tightly. "If you really want to go to school, | will talk to
Madam." After noticing Irene staring off into the distance, she followed Irene's gaze and found a few people staring at them; their
eyes filled with malicious intentions as they openly mocked them.
"Poor little girl! That scar on her face! | don't think she can remove that by surgery!"
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"What a shame. She has pretty eyes..."
"I don't think they would send her to school! She's going to scare the other kids with the way she looks."
"Mind your own business!" Grandma shouted angrily at the women, and they immediately ran off.
"Grandma, they said that I'm going to scare the other kids." Irene reached up to cover her right cheek, which was covered in an
enormous scar that looked as though it contained worms that could crawl out at any moment.
"That won't happen. People are just going to think that you are a brave child when they see your scar. They don't look down on
you, so don't feel inferior. Irene, this scar is the only way you can cover how you originally looked. You'll only be safe that way. Do
you understand?"
"But Grandma, sticking this on my face feels so itchy." Irene couldn't help but scratch at it, but Grandma would stop her every time
she did so.
"You will get used to it after stime. Not only do you have to keep it on during the day, you need to keep it on at night as well,"
Grandma said. "You can't tell anyone that this is fake! This scar is meant to protect you! It will save your life! Remember?!"
Grandma would never take Irene outside without the horrendous scar on her face. It was something that Madam had cup with
and Grandma thought that it was a great idea.
"lI remember, Grandma." Irene's eyes were filled with unshed tears. Though she was still a child, she still wanted to be beautiful
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life with such a scar on her face, to be the subject of jeers or to be potentially feared by others, made her want to cry.
"Don't cry!" Grandma cupped her cheeks and lifted her chin. "Don't cry, Irene! This isn't worth crying over! Don't you want to
avenge your mom? You need to stay strong and take vengeance!"
Vengeance was such a distant concept to Irene.
She was merely four. She had never seen her mother, nor did she remember anything about her. She did not want vengeance. All
she wanted was to live her life like other ordinary children, but she knew that Grandma would be angry if she was to tell the truth
of what she truly thought.
Irene held back on her tears and swiftly reeled in her emotions.