Scarred Hearts

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tted. The nurses arrived to check on me, their faces etched with concern. Three months of coma h

ecause of a guy?" Jessie's voice quiv

en my eyes and mouth wider

ed to protect me—the first guy I truly loved since high school,

as she listened. "Are you friends w

e amazing, and I can't imagine losing you," Jessie reassured me

y duckling. What did I ever do to this world? I feel like everyone hates

I saw him at the cafe with her. He pretended not to know me, cal

shed in and out, Jessie staring at me, trembling. An injection sent me

uncomfortably beside me. Jessie, my steadfast best friend of ove

ng a shadow, and a massive scar now etched on half of my face.Then I m

sie, I lifted it gently. She lay there, asleep, her hands wrapped around her head resting on the side of the

an responsible for my pain, the one who molded me into this version.He was being interviewed and promoted at a c

rs, witnessed him mercilessly hitting my dad. The vivid memories of my mom's screams and the strikes he landed on

happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate,and make a difference ,that you have lived and lived well." The crowd applauded him, showering praise. "T

ew the remote to the floor, memories of the accident flooding

f the remote hitting the floor woke her up. "It's calm, Halle. He re

sessing?" I scoffed, breaking free from the hug. "This man is a murderer, Jes. He snuffed out my parents' lives. He's the reason I wear th

" she reasoned. "He doesn't deserve to climb the political ladder, and Benjamin has no business being part of Estrella's corrupt council. They should be where my parents are—paying for the roles they played in their de

lege anymore, surrounded by all those bullies. Besides, Halle, you have a dream to pur

t it was covered by someone else. I don't even know who it is; I never saw him. The nurses just told me someone covered the bills and it’s an anonymous person. So, I used our savings to apply for the transfer

has a purpose – to make you happy, useful, and make some di

I scoffed. "I'm going to Gleewood Arts!" I screamed. "But what if I don't pass my audition?" I pan

py and leave everything for the universe to teach them a lesson," she p