All too late for his love

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As the patients rushed in, Willow’s mind filled with dreadful rumors about Blackstorm Mental Hospital

Patients there enjoyed fighting, biting, and injuring others. If she could defeat them, they would obey her from then on. But if she couldn’t, they would bully her every day.

Countless bloody scenes flashed across Willow’s mind. She subconsciously shrank under the quilt, but the patients grew closer to her.

Scary laughter erupted, giving her goosebumps all over.

“Look! It’s her! She stole our boss‘ face!”

As one of the patients finished speaking, a middle–aged woman in colorful, shabby clothes pushed the others aside and approached Willow.

Her face was covered with crisscrossing scars. She was clearly the boss referred to by the previous patient.

“Don’t worry, boss! We’ll take your face back!”

you steal our boss‘

“Return it!”

commotion, several of them extended their smelly hands

disfigured woman’s face with

face scratched. She tried to get out of bed and away from those horrible people. But she couldn’t even move her legs. She had no way out of this

cover her face tightly

would die, she couldn’t deny that every woman loved beauty. Even if she died, she wished to die looking pristine and beautiful rather than with a damaged face and

to me! Give me back

woman couldn’t help but become enraged at the sight

hair, flung

was in excruciating pain. She couldn’t even defeat a

patients, she had no choice but to let them

that she was almost suffocating, there wasn’t

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only four fingers on

it, the others grabbed Willow’s