I studied my reflection in the mirror, my eyes trailing the length of the burgundy fabric that clung to my skin, showing every curves I possessed. My face was back to its pretty state, though there were still tiny lines of scars that were fading gradually but thank God for the invention of cosmetics and beauty products, they were concealed beneath tubs and lotions of beauty products.

Dr. Dylan deserved more than my thanks for the huge help he'd been. He was also surprised as how fast I was ...