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Last Updated : 2025-03-22UGLY SCARS A NEW FRIEND.
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Last Updated : 2025-03-23UGLY SCARS SUMMONED BY MRS. BLACKWELL.
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UGLY SCARS I QUIT.
LIZ POV. “Lizzy Brown, will you do me the honor… of being my girlfriend?”My breath caught in my throat. Wait—what? Did Jake Blackwell just ask me to be his girlfriend?!I blinked, staring at him in disbelief, then actually pinched myself—hard to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. The sting confirmed it for me, but I still couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Jake? Jake Blackwell just asked me to be his girlfriend—here and now. I was so stunned I forgot how to speak. Jake tilted his head, smirking—like he already knew the answer. I mean—of course he did. But he still had to do all this. The date, the dress, the gift—he made me feel like a proper woman, and not just a maid who cleaned his mansion. “So… what will it be?” he asked casually, like he didn’t already know I was dying to be his girlfriend.“Yes!” I gasped, way too loud. “Yes, yes, yes! I’ll be your girlfriend!”Heads turned. A few people clapped. Someone gasped. An older woman at the next table whispered loud enough for us to h
UGLY SCARS BE MINE.
LIZ POV. Ever since that night with Hazel, I’d been trying—like really trying—to remember something about my past. Sometimes I’d wander through the mansion, brushing my fingers over the walls, hoping they’d make me remember. Other times I’d sit in the garden, staring up at the clouds wishing my memories could just fall from the sky.But still—nothing. Nothing at all—not even a flicker. Today wasn’t different. After finishing my morning chores, I went to the garden again. I don’t even know why I kept coming here. Maybe I had a connection to nature before my memories disappeared—or so I hoped. I walked in circles, talking to myself like a crazy person.“Okay, Liz… think, think, think—try to remember something.” I muttered, tapping my forehead. “Where were you born? What’s your favorite color? What happened right before you lost your memory?”Silence. Just the sound of birds and wind.I walked over to a flower bush, squatted like a detective, and whispered, “Hey, you. Yes, you, the ro
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HAZEL POV. We got home together that night. I didn’t go far—just stepped out to the garden. I needed a second to breathe, to clear my head, to pull myself together.I didn’t want Liz to see me crying. I didn’t want her to see me weak.But when I got back in, I noticed she wasn’t in the room when I came back in. I wondered where she was, but I couldn’t think straight. Not after the hospital. Not after everything that happened in the hospital today. All I could think about was my dying mother and how I was supposed to save her.That’s when the knock came. Knock knock.I opened the door, blinking. “Madam Oliv—”Before I could even finish, she cut me off. “Hazel,” she said firmly, “if you care about Liz, you have to warn her seriously.”I froze.Madam Olivia? Of all reasons, Madam Olivia showed up at my door to warn me about Liz?The other maids always had stories about her—cold, stern, heartless. But not to me. She liked me from the moment I walked into this mansion as a maid. I never
UGLY SCARS HAZEL’S SCAR.
LIZ POV. The bleeding hadn’t stopped. My palm stung like hell, but honestly? I couldn’t even feel it. Not with how fast my heart was beating. Not with Jake’s hand wrapped around mine like he was afraid to let go.I couldn’t take my eyes off him. What just happened?This man—this same man who tore me down just last night, who said I was nothing but a maid, who made me feel so damn small—just announced me in front of his family. Just claimed me—out loud.Not gonna lie, I felt special.He didn’t stop until we were in his room. As soon as the door slammed shut behind us, he turned, held my face in both hands—so gently, like he was scared I’d break—and stared straight into my eyes. His grey eyes were glossier than I’d ever seen them, like he was holding back everything he didn’t say last night. Like he was seconds away from breaking.“I’m so sorry,” he said, voice low. “I’m sorry I spoke to you that way last night, Liz. I swear I— I miss you. I miss you so much.”I didn’t even get the cha
UGLY SCARS MY CONFESSION.
JAKE POV. That night, I’d heard the knock. Not once. Not twice. Four goddamn times. And each time, I sat there, staring at the door like a coward. Heart pounding—fist clenched. Back pressed against the headboard like I needed the wood to hold me down or I’d do something stupid—like open it and pull her straight into my arms.But right before the fifth knock could land, I opened it. I didn’t even think. Her hand was already mid-air. For a second, her face lit up—hopeful.But I shut it all down. I crushed it before she could speak. I told myself it was the right thing to do. That if I wanted to keep her safe from this hellhole of a family, I had to push her away. Be cruel. Be heartless. Anything to make her stay away from me. For now, at least. She’s too soft. Too pure. Too fucking good for all of this. But when I closed that door, I swear, it felt like I’d shut something in me too.I stayed up all night. Sleep? Forget it. I kept seeing her face.The way her eyes watered. The way her
UGLY SCARS A GUEST.
LIZ POV. “Hazel… I can’t promise that.” My voice came out choked, trembling with every word. “Not until you tell me why. Why can’t we ask for help from other people?”Hazel’s eyes widened, brimming with fresh tears. She looked like a trapped bird—frightened, panicked. “Liz, please!”I glanced at her, then at the pale figure in the hospital bed—our mother. My heart dropped. “Liz, I’m serious. I just don’t want anyone interfering with our personal lives.” Hazel said again.I gave her a tight nod. “Okay.”“Promise?” she pressed, voice soft, shaky.I hesitated. Everything in me screamed no. But I nodded again. “Promise.”Hazel threw her arms around me. “Thank you so much, sis. Thank you.”My hand hovered awkwardly behind her back before I finally hugged her. But it didn’t feel right. Something in my gut twisted. Something felt… off. I just couldn’t place it.****We stood at the subway station, tears still fresh on both our cheeks. Hazel wasn’t saying much—neither was I. Then, out of no
UGLY SCARS MEETING MOM.
LIZ POV. Sundays were supposed to be peaceful, but peace wasn’t what I felt. I’d slept through most of the morning with Hazel, both of us curled up in silence like two broken dolls. For me, sleep was the only way to run away from reality. From the pain I felt in my heart—this gaping hole Jake left in my chest. I kept telling myself it didn’t matter. That last night was just a dream. That maybe he didn’t mean it when he said I was just a maid. Maybe he was angry. Maybe he’d change his mind.But he didn’t. And he wouldn’t.****After lunch, we sat on our beds. Quiet. Heavy. Hazel was clutching that picture again—the one she always carried like it was special. She didn’t even notice me watching her. She just stared at it like it held the answers to everything she ever lost. Sometimes she’d smile at it. Other times, she’d look like she was about to cry. I hated that picture—she hardly even smiled at me. But that damn picture? Whoever was in it, they meant the world to her. I cleared
UGLY SCARS HEART BREAK.
LIZ POV.It was just another day. Another day for him to walk past me like I was invisible—like I meant absolutely nothing to him.That morning, I’d just finished cleaning the living room—dusted every damn shelf like I was fine, like my heart didn’t ache. I was rounding the corner when I almost bumped into him. “Oh—I… I’m sorry sir,” I murmured, stepping back.If he had scolded me, or even raised his voice at me—told me to look where I was going, maybe it would’ve hurt less.But he didn’t. He didn’t even look at me; he just walked past me like I was insignificant. No glance. No sound. No emotion.I stood there, frozen, my heart clenching. It felt like something inside me was about to collapse.I had regrets. Like maybe… I was the fool. I should’ve never let him touch me at all. I should’ve known better. I was probably just a fling—something for his boredom. ****I cried alone at night—quiet sobs into my pillow, muffled so no one would hear. Hazel had been acting distant lately. I d
UGLY SCARS BROTHER.
JAKE POV“Brother, please, I don’t want you to do something reckless. He’s not worth—”“I said give me his fucking address, Audrina!” I snapped. “Don’t make me repeat myself again.”My voice cracked from the weight of it. Pain. Rage. Guilt. It poured out of me like a flood I couldn’t stop.She flinched. Her eyes were red and puffy, her hand still wrapped tightly in mine. I saw the tremble in her lips as she finally gave in.“Okay… I’ll give it to you.”“Fast,” I growled. My chest was on fire. My hand trembled as I gripped hers. Not too hard. But I needed something to hold onto before I exploded.“But only if you promise me, brother. Promise you won’t do anything reckless. Please.” Her voice cracked. “I don’t wanna lose you.”That I won’t do something reckless? What the hell does that even mean? Was I supposed to go there and hand that bastard a bouquet of flowers?“I’ll try.”She grabbed my hand tighter. “If anything happens to you, Jake… I promise I’ll kill myself.”I froze.“It’s ok
