Burnt Beauty Stole The Show
Language: en
The day before the Elite Icon model search, I was locked inside my own burning apartment. When the firefighters finally pulled me out, my skin was a ruin of blisters and char. My face, once my fortune, was unrecognizable. Outside the operating room, my mother was wailing, a sound that tore through the sterile hallway. She kept blaming herself, sobbing about how she’d accidentally locked the deadbolt. Roman, my fiancé, had mobilized every top dermatologist in the city. He swore to the heavens he would restore me to perfection. But as I lay on the gurney, drifting in a haze of agony just…