I didn't need to see her face because I knew her by her voice. However, when did I ruin her life? She was the one who had destroyed her own life.

Her left hand took my sunglasses roughly to throw them away, then pulled down the scarf that covered my head and face. Hearing people gasp in unison, I knew that they were looking at the burn mark on my left cheek.

"Since you've humiliated me, it's my turn now!" she yelled. "Let people know what your ugly face looks like, as ugly as ...