NovelEnglishThe scar mask was made using silicone that was molded to the shape of her face, and paint was used to add color to the scar.
No one had ever discovered that the scar was fake, as no one apart from her grandmother, had ever studied her face carefully. At first glance, everyone would be caught off guard by her scar, and they would hastily look away. No one gave her a second glance.
Like Mrs. Woods had said, the scar on her face would disgust anyone who saw her, and no one would repeatedly stare at something that disgusted them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThough she had encountered injustice in her life due to the scar on her face, she was still grateful for it. Her grandmother had mentioned that there were bad people looking for her and who might harm her.
She had ensured to keep the prosthetic on ever since she was a child, and though everyone had called her ugly, she had not been harmed physically. After all, even bad people would be scared off by her scar.
After tearing the scar off, she stared at her real face in the mirror, overwhelmed by various emotions.
Her left cheek, shielded from the sun by the mask she wore, was lighter than the rest of her, but it did not mar how enticingly beautiful she was.
She was a beautiful young woman, the kind that would be recognized even if she were standing in a crowd. She stared at her true face and felt awkward.
Her grandmother would never allow her to take her scar off for long, as she was worried that someone else would see her face and harm her.
The life of a nomad had never been an easy one, and as her grandmother aged, they could no longer move as frequently as they did before.
Irene understood her grandmother and had always obeyed her. Though her grandmother was no longer around, she instinctively lived by her grandmother's words.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe lowered her head and sanitized the mask, absorbed in her thoughts.
When she left the South Block, she mentioned that she would bring Lucas his dinner the next day, and he did not refuse her offer. "Does it mean that is allowingto use the remaining sixty?" she thought. "I have no money to buy food for him if I don't use that, after all." The next day, though the rain stopped, it began snowing.
The winter in Taronia was longer than in other countries, and so, the winter holidays were slightly longer than the summer holidays.
The year-end exam cshortly after her grandmother's death. Her teacher knew the circumstances behind her family and did not force her to attend the exam on campus. All Irene needed to do was fill in the exam papers when she had the time. Shortly after, the winter holidays began, and though she could not attend the exam, Irene still filled in the papers at home. The teachers could make an exception for her for small exams, but the university exams in a few months would be different. She had to study hard and try her best to get into the university of her dreams to rewrite her fate. At five in the morning, Irene woke up and changed, and she started reading and working on her assignments. As Lucas was grounded, she did not have toobreakfast for him and could stay at hand study. At eight, her stomach began rumbling, and she set her pen down to cook.
She usually only had soup as it was the cheapest and most convenient option.
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