Sally Face Without Mask Novels & Stories

And although he had carried her once, she couldn't remember it because it was when her fever broke. And that's why when she looked up, she was seeing him barefaced without a face mask for the first time. "Edward?" She found herself calling his name in a whisper, as if she wasn't sure of herself. But the she remembered what she had suspected and what she had heard in the past. "Hmm?" He asked as he steadied her and adjusted her in his hold. But Andrea didn't feel like she was shook at all. Her gaze was too focused on his face.

I say and cross my fingers as discreetly as I could behind my back while giving him an innocent smile, he shoots me a suspicious glare but takes my word for it. Thankfully his phone diverts his attention and I turn, looking out of the window. I stare at the streets with a blank expression before leaning forward a bit to see down the road, and further ahead I spot a billboard. I gasp in surprise when two familiar pairs of emeralds stare back at me. Technically, my eyes are closed in this picture but that’s not the point. The point... is that on this billboard is a commercial picture of me as the Masked Queen. I didn’t know the last advertisement I did in New York was for a Korean company!

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."

“What are you doing here?” She didn’t even look up, still sipping her tea as if she owned the place. Vivian didn’t react to the indifference. She shoved the person forward. “Take a guess. Who do you think this is?” Sarah finally looked over. The woman wore a cap, sunglasses, and a medical mask. Not a single feature was visible. “Spit it out,” Sarah said impatiently. No orders needed—just a glance from Vivian, and the woman began to remove everything one by one. The hat. The glasses. The mask.

Rebecca scoffed, the universe must really suck. Clenching her fist together, she forced a smile on her face before making her way towards the table. If she was in front of an enemy, she might as well find out exactly what was happening. “Hey girlfriend” a huge grin appeared on Melisa’s face as Rebecca walked to the table, “I am glad you could make it”

The other woman's face was split with the biggest smile, but Hunter couldn't bring himself to spare her a glance. Sally was a vision, a simple white lace dress clung to her thin figure, falling to her bare ankles. She left her hair loose, the curls tighter then their usual 'fly away' brush and someone had threaded flowers amongst them. Her eyes were forever the brightest of greens now, and they sparkled as she looked to them. A light blush tinted her cheeks and Hunter could practically see her pulse racing. She was as nervous as Celeste, but her joy glowed from her. She paused before them, and hugged Yuki a little tighter before she joined the clan, letting Tyler wrap her in a hug.

Although this was a very difficult process, Xyla was determined to give it a try as long as Stanley could be cured. “Do you have a photo of this person?” Xyla asked. Daisy shook her head. “He didn’t let us take a picture of him. We respected him a great deal too, and we didn’t take any pictures.” “Have you seen his face then? Please describe how he looks. I’ll draw a picture of him on my phone.” Xyla probed hopefully. “He was wearing a mask. It’s one of those silver masks that covers the top half of his face. I’ve never seen how his face actually looks,” Daisy said.

She was now a wanted criminal, but the police did not have any information about her whatsoever. Could it be that Sally had never escaped the city, but had been laying low around them? Or did Sally appear because she was about to get married? For some reason, Sharon started to feel anxious. On the corner of the street, Sally was wearing a face mask as she lowered her cap over her head to try to cover up as much of her face as possible. She knew she was a wanted criminal now, so she had to be careful.

The man with a mask over his face. *

The man's face was visible because the mask was off. “So this is you,” Orella said to herself.