The Scar Of Deceit
Marked at birth
It is a beautiful sunny Friday morning, the birds are singing, the flowers are blooming and the pure white clouds in the sky are billowing. It’s the day that a tiny baby girl is born into the world. A world of bright colours, heartfelt love and the warmth of her family.
She is special. She is much loved. She is beautiful. She is absolutely perfect — but for the one imperfection…