The Betrayal That Hit Deeper Than A Knife

She stared at the mirror looking at her reflection with tearful eyes. Half of it. It hadn't been just a cheek or above her eyebrows. Half of her entire face had been smeared with it, her beauty was gone, and she knew it would never come back.

"Aaaaaah!" She screeched, "I hate this! I hate this! I hate this!" She scratched the rest of her smooth face, wanting to make it as ugly as the other part.

"I'm a monster!" She sobbed hard, shaking violently.

It hurt, that she had lost her face to the attack, but what hurt the most was when she saw the person behind the attack, the person who did this to her face.

All because of a man.

The woman she thought of as a sister, had shed her skin and showed her true colors, betraying her in the worst way possible...