Bella caught Jace off guard. In an instant, she had already torn open his collar, exposing his defined shoulder.

She was searching for a birthmark the size of a coin on his left shoulder. Hugh had a birthmark there; it was a faint pink mark that she remembered vividly.

The hope Bella had allowed herself to feel was quickly extinguished.

Instead of a birthmark, she was met with a long and vicious scar, two fingers wide, that snaked down his left shoulder.

The scar stood out starkly against his fair skin. It was gruesome.

As a former doctor for Doctors Without Borders, Bella had seen her fair share of injuries on the battlefield. Yet the severity of this scar sent a shiver down her spine. This was not an ordinary knife wound.

It looked like the aftermath of an explosion, a wound so severe it was as if he had been torn apart and stitched back together, skin and muscle pieced back like a grotesque puzzle. Could it be possible that...

"Ugh-!"

she could process

hovered over her, his jaw clenched

no fear, only a bone-deep sorrow that coursed through her body. "Why

hurt?' Her gentle question pierced Jace's mind like a bullet, causing a

the deepest recesses of

softly, tears streaming

hand to touch his face, but Jace abruptly released her

you try that again, not even Christopher will be able to

her with a cold warning before disappearing from the living

room, the door tightly behind him. He leaned heavily against the door closed his eyes, and shook his head. Bella's

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