"Oh no! No..no..no. Did Helen just say greyhound? That monster wouldn't be in search of me, right? I hate him!!! I do. He turned me into something miserable and made pain my friend. Oh my goodness!", Accalia soliloquized to herself silently.

She held her face and looked at the mirror on the bathroom wall. She looked beautiful. The eyebags that felt permanent on her face,were completely gone and the flesh on her face were full and soft.

Her brows had grown fuller and the arc on which they were shaped brought her emerald eyes to view. Accalia's nose were narrowed beautifully and her once-hollow cheekbones were full with flesh making...