Romans & histoires Sally Face Unmasked

Smiling softly, he said, "That's impossible. You know I only have eyes for you." I looked at him. My lips curled into a smile. Sally couldn't keep her mask on any longer. With a huff, she grabbed her bag and stormed out. As she left, she muttered, "I'll go home now". I watched her storm off with a satisfied smile, thinking, "Does that sting, Sally Bayer? Don't worry, the worst is yet to come."

“ Sally take this cellphone from my hand and tell me I'm not hallucinating this text and Tristan is actually begging me to come back to him ” “ What the **** ”Sally exclaimed basically snatching the phone from her hands . “ Shut the phone girlll you're not hallucinating at all , the bastard is finally begging ” . Sally stood up doing a weird celebratory dance that made Alicia giggle . “ I can't believe it finally worked , Sally I finally have him exactly where I want him ”. “ Yes you do girl , now you know what we're going to do . You're going to ghost him and not respond at all , let him feel like he is not worth it all, he isn't worth your time ” .

" When I asked, he smirked. He looked like someone who could kill her in the next second. TWO YEARS LATER I smiled as I slowly stepped out of the car; there were a slew of directors waiting for her, including the CEOs of small businesses who all wanted to collaborate with me. The powerful Miss Eleanor, the image I made for myself solely to exact revenge on him. Only a few people have seen my face, but all have felt my wealth. Only a few people will see my face before I exact my revenge. I was wearing a mask on my face and an umbrella over my head. At the time, I was the wealthiest person in town, and only a few people had seen my face.

Sally sneered, "Are you scared now? Scared I'll come after you? I know your beauty salon got vandalized, and now you're hiding like a turtle!" "Scared? Have I ever been scared of you all these years? If you hadn't married into the York family with William, I wouldn't even acknowledge you as part of our family!" Zoe retorted. "Fine, then come out. Let's confront each other face to face!" Sally declared. "Come out if you dare, Sally! If you want to confront me head-on and tear each other apart, then I won't give you any face either!" With that, Zoe hung up the phone and grabbed her bag to leave.

she threatened and he snickered. "You're funny, Keisha…" he trailed off. He was caught off guard when she suddenly pulled his mask away. He was stunned for a moment before he grabbed her arm. "You're…" Her mouth opened as she stared at his handsome face without a scar or imperfections. He breathed heavily as she continued staring at him. He held her arm tightly as they looked at each other intensely. "Cat got your tongue?" He leaned forward and smiled as she stayed still. He let go of her arm before taking his fox mask away and putting it on.

“No! That isn’t how it is!” Sally’s gaze was unfocused. She shook her head and could not accept how suddenly everything had collapsed. She looked around at the rebuking faces and the unblinking cameras. In the end, she fixed her venomous glare on me. “It’s you! You set me up! Chris, I don’t believe that you’re a woman!” Without a second thought, she lunged at me and clawed at my clothes. “I’m going to see for myself! I have to see it with my own eyes whether you’re a man or a woman!”

" And then I ran out before they change their mind. As soon as I was outside, I went the opposite way to Liam's cabin. ⸻ I knocked on his door so hard the trees shook. "Liam! Open the bloody door!" It creaked open, and he stood there—hair disheveled, sleep-crease lines on his face, bare chest. "Selene? You again ?" I shoved him aside. "Your bloody spell didn't work !" He rubbed his eyes. "Wait, what?" "I said it didn't work! "I still have boobs. A sodding good one, too. What hell am I supposed to do now?"

I’m about to move off the bed to shut the blinds when a nurse in pale gray scrubs walks in with a clipboard and a smile that was way too cheery for me. “Hey sweetie. Glad to see you’re awake. Uhn, uhn, you’re not allowed to take that off just yet.” The nurse said, jogging over to me. She gently pushes me down by the shoulder so that I’m lying back down in the bed again. Take what off? That’s when I finally noticed the mask over my nose and mouth. Oxygen? Was I hurt that badly? I try to read her name tag. Sally. She was a middle aged woman. I don’t know why but she reminded me of my mother in the way she smiled and called me Sally and I had to swallow the sudden catch in my chest.

"She didn't use anesthesia. She dug the GPS chip out of her own neck while fully conscious." My heart violently seized. I doubled over in agony. No anesthesia? My delicate girl—the one who needed me to hold her for hours just from a papercut—took a knife and carved into her own flesh? "And..." Silas swallowed hard. "She had facial bone reconstruction surgery. She vanished on a ghost flight overnight. She's completely gone." I fell into an abyss. My brain exploded with static. Panic strangled me. She threw away her face. She erased her entire existence. Just to hide from me. How ruthless could she be to herself?