BENITA

I waited weeks for this day to come, a day to finally take the bandage off and have a glimpse of what or how I now look.

I was terrified, I knew my face had been destroyed, but I still had a little hope that I'd find a little bit of resemblance with what I formerly looked like. Although my expectation wasn’t high.

The nurse's gentle fingers carefully unwrapped the layers of bandage, slowly revealing my face. With each layer removed, I felt a mix of anticipation and anxiety. The ...