I looked at the scar for a very long time. I was scared but then, there was nothing I could do about it. The whole time Suzy kept assuring me about the guy being my mate. Each time I think about rejecting that idea, I felt a pang of guilt strike my heart so much. Everything will be alright and so will he too. I just need some explanations from him.
Staring a the jigsaw line on his face, I wondered if it was okay to touch it. It had cut across half of his face and slit roughly on his face. Even though he got that mark on his face, he was still stunningly handsome. I admired the way in which his eyelashes flared and the striking nature of his sharp-pointed nostrils. He had a full bottom lip and a thin upper lip.
Even as he slept, his face wasn't bright. Just a look at him could obviously point out the pains he was going through.