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!”

dare you steal our

“Return it!”

them extended their smelly hands toward

that those patients couldn’t replace the disfigured woman’s face with hers.

bed and away from those horrible people. But she couldn’t even move her

face tightly to prevent those

knew she 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 scars all

back to me! Give

become enraged at the sight of Willow shielding her

woman grabbed Willow’s long hair, flung her

experienced agony. Her stomach and legs hurt, and her entire body was in excruciating pain. She couldn’t even defeat a child

strong patients, she had no choice but to let them harm

well protected. Even though her body was in excruciating anguish that she was almost suffocating, there wasn’t a single scratch on her face

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has only four fingers on her left hand! She’s

others