Celia bit her lip, and her tears welled up once more.

She took a deep breath and pointed to the pimples on her face and neck.

"These, aren't you scared?"

Celia knew her daughter very well.

Tammy liked beautiful things the most and was most afraid of ugly. In the past, when Tammy saw a face full of pimples, although she didn't discriminate, she didn't dare to take more than a glance, let alone her now.

However, Tammy decisively shook her head.

"As long as ...