Chapter 87

My forehead wound eventually healed, leaving only a faint scar in its place. As I looked in the mirror, I saw a haggard woman. The vibrant image I had of myself at 18 years of age gradually faded, and I came to accept how I looked now. But it still hurt so much. I dedicated seven years of my youth and made abundant sacrifices for love. Yet, this was how it ended. I wiped the mist off the mirror and started putting on my makeup. I had to pull myself together. I couldn't let anyone see me as a joke—no one could! So, when I appeared in front of Shaun, I looked radiant and exceptionally tidy. I covered the scar on my forehead with my bangs. This made me look much more refreshed. When Chloe saw me, her eyes lit up. "Wyn." I gave her a wry smile. "Do I look okay?" Chloe's eyes were full of amazement. "Okay? You look more than okay! Wyn, you're gorgeous. "I told you, when you dress up, you could totally outshine those scheming bitches anytime. Who does Xandra think she is? She