Bella caught Jace off guard. In an instant, she had already torn open his collar, exposing his defined shoulder.

She was searching for a birthmark the size of a coin on his left shoulder. Hugh had a birthmark there; it was a faint pink mark that she remembered vividly.

The hope Bella had allowed herself to feel was quickly extinguished.

Instead of a birthmark, she was met with a long and vicious scar, two fingers wide, that snaked down his left shoulder.

The scar stood out starkly against his fair skin. It was gruesome.

As a former doctor for Doctors Without Borders, Bella had seen her fair share of injuries on the battlefield. Yet the severity of this scar sent a shiver down her spine. This was not an ordinary knife wound.

It looked like the aftermath of an explosion, a wound so severe it was as if he had been torn apart and stitched back together, skin and muscle pieced back like a grotesque puzzle. Could it be possible that...

"Ugh-!"

could process

over her, his jaw clenched tight and his eyes

bone-deep sorrow that coursed through her body. "Why do you have such terrible wounds? Was it

pierced Jace's mind like a bullet, causing a wave of pain to

recesses

sobbed softly, tears streaming down her

face, but

even Christopher will be able to save

cold warning

returned to his room,

closed his eyes, and shook his head. Bella's call echoed in

a new life. My boss gave..." He muttered to himself like a chant, as if reciting

pierced through his defenses and gently knocked on

injuries; no one had ever asked him

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