Novel & Cerita Sally Face

She took a yellowed photograph from our mother's hand and returned to the table. She set it before Dante. Three little girls stood in the Rossi garden. Anna and I flanked either side. Between us stood a smaller girl, half a head shorter. Her hair hung in loose tangles, and her dress was plain. Her face was unforgettable. Even as a child, she was devastatingly beautiful. A cross-shaped scar marked her left ankle, distinct as a brand. Dante studied the photograph for a long moment. Something shifted in his expression. "This girl," he said slowly. "Those eyes. That bone structure."

If her cries set the other babies off, too, he’d be out the door as fast as his feet could carry him. Sally returned, darting apprehensive looks at Micheal and Lucia as she put the cup of tea on the mobile tray. “Better now?” she asked hopefully. Sally Bloomfield was the most assertive person Lucia had ever met. She was a brilliant saleswoman, able to talk anybody into anything and make him feel delighted about it. Her appearance was always polished and professional, from her chic auburn hair to her beautifully shod feet. Her smile dazzled, and her bright hazel eyes mesmerised. Sally sailed through life with the blissful belief that no matter what happened, it would turn out for the best. He

Sally cheeks turned pale as she blushed . “Stop your fluttering ,I know I look like a stupid clown,this attire simply doesn't suit my ‘Bad bitch ’personality” She said while slumping her soft butt on the tall wooden stool next to the kitchen island. “Seriously sis,this style actually suits you” Celine said while plopping a pancake on a white plate while handing it to Sally . “Suit me indeed ” Sally rolled her eyes. She bite a huge chunk of the pancake and opened her eyes wide.

Sally was surprised to see her, her eyes rolling from up then down to her body as she saw the patient uniform she was wearing. “Why were you shouting my name like that earlier, huh? Do you wanna die? What gave you the right to scream my name like that?!” Sally was now yelling back at Scarlet, walking closer to her. But unknown to Sally, going closer to Scarlet was the greatest mistake she made because as soon as she was close enough, Scarlet slapped her face dirtily. “What! Did you just slap?” Sally's eyes widened in shock as she held her cheek, it was stinging her badly.

Arlene stared between both of us, acting like she had just seen the tower of her life collapse in front of her. Sally's phone started to buzz and she placed it to her ear after patently answering it immediately. "Hello." She said into the phone. "...oh Roger, I'm so sorry. I'll be right there." Oh my gosh, did Sally just smile. "Really? Aw aw, that's so adorable." She smiled wider and like hell, kill me, she blushed. It seemed like this so-called… Roger really had an effect on her. She appeared to be more of a gloomy and strict person.

But the look on Madam Baski's face was pleading for her to have a bite, and she couldn't refuse her. Soon, she began munching the food hungrily, slowly retrieving the strength she had lost. <<<>>> Sally stepped into the room taking off the black cloak she had on her body to conceal her face. Her heart which was pounding so hard suddenly returned back to normal immediately she was in. "Did you get it?" Came the loud voice of Elsa, seated at the end of the room close to her mirror, with a comb in her hand. Sally walked over to her, with an excited look on her body and her bruises which were now healing and hurt less as time passed by.

I made sure to look the room properly, and then I turned around to go satisfy my toys. Sally's face was the first thing I saw when I turned around. She had this disgusted, surprised, and angry look on her face. She stared all over the girls with so much disgust in her eyes, so much hate and disgust that would be enough to kill if it were to be an arrow. I watched Sally as she jerked up to her feet abruptly. My gaze was fixed on her as she looked all over the whole place. Finally, her eyes landed on the king-sized bed in the middle of the room, and then she moved her gaze to me.

"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?

Sally suddenly stopped in front of her room and turned around to face me. I smiled deeply as I stared at her. "I had so much fun today," she confessed. "Maybe we should do this more often," I said. Sally didn't say another word. She only smiled deeply and lowered her gaze to the floor. "What do you say?" I asked her. She shook her head and lifted her gaze to face me. Our eyes locked, and I felt cold shivers all over me. "Why would I deny such and opportunity," she asked and bit her lower lip.

Sally’s face was distorted with the cruel smile plastered on her lips. Maia knew that she was gone. Sally had turned into something far more sinister. “Pablo, bring them out of their confinement!” Sally glared at Maia as she instructed. Pablo frowned at Sally, “What do you want to do?” “I want to give Cedric and Eddie a huge surprise! I’m sure they’ll love it!” Sally turned and walked into the office next door. Pablo looked at Sally’s back as his frown deepened. He sighed and instructed the bodyguards to bring the prisoners into the room next door.