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“Wow, she’s gorgeous-"

“She’s so beautiful-"

"I'd kill to have a face like her's!" 

I turn around, and the girls stare at me.

As I tilt my head a bit more to the left, they gasp.

“That must be terrible to have such an ugly scar-"

“Disgusting, really! Why would anyone like her?”

For a second, I was beautiful.

But for a lifetime, I will be ugly.

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You’ve never been confident of your looks. Self-insecure and conscious because of your appearance, you were born with a red, branch-shaped scar that spreads across your left cheek. People don't even bother with getting to know your personality or your inner beauty-they only look to see your imperfections. Having been isolated and bullied, you constantly scour the makeup aisles for magical products that will make you beautiful - but no concealer can ever hide the ugly mark. 

Things don't change when you meet a jerk of a celebrity who constantly teases your face. The only experience you've ever had with boys is with your best friend, who is handsome and popular, and you're not sure how to deal with this arrogant playboy. However, what happens when you find out that you don't hate him? What happens when you realize that you might actually be falling in love with him - but your best friend tells you he wants you?

What happens when you find that the one beauty you truly want isn't yours, but love's? 

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