Is This Destiny? 3

Is This Destiny? 3- Part 10

I sighed, 'You were so right, Nick.' I paused, 'He hasn't changed.' We stopped for a moment and stared at each other. Nick smiled, 'I told you. But you didn't believe me.' I frowned at him, 'I'm sorry. I just thought he would be nicer this time.' 'Do you still remember what his Dad said to you?' He asked. I slowly nodded my head, 'How can I forget?' *Flashback- Five years ago* The familiar face slowly got up from his seat and walked closer and closer to me. 'Paris... Paris.. Paris..' He mumbled. I tried to speak but no matter how hard I tried my face was too stiff to move so instead of saying something, I just grunted. 'Or shall I say, Ariana.' He smirked, 'Do you remember me?' I slowly nodded my head. 'And Ethan, my son?' Slowly shaking my head, I gave it a long thought but his face never appeared in my head. I had no idea who this Ethan was or what we had in common. To be honest at the time, I didn't understand how I even remembered his Dad and not Ethan. But he soon filled me in. 'I'm so sorry about what Ethan has done to you, Ariana.' I tried to frown in confusion but no facial expression happened. I had no idea what he was actually talking about. He sighed, 'He made you fall inlove with him and then once you had, he wanted to take you to Paris then eventually kill you without anyone knowing.' My heart beated rapidly as those words escaped his mouth. At first I didn't believe him and I don't really know why, considering I don't even remember who Ethan was. 'But fortunately, you had that accident. A tree trunk had crashed into the vehicle you guys were in.' He paused, 'Your vehicle crashed down the motorway into a forest where you were hit by a tree trunk.' Tears started forming at the corners of my eyes, I was in shock and I didn't even remember anything. I tried so hard to remember but nothing came up in my head. 'Your face and body has been damaged.' He mumbled as he took out a rectangular mirror from a small table. As I stared at myself, my smooth skin was replaced by a purple rough surface that had been burned and scratched, probably by the tree trunk that apparently had hit us. My heart beated quickly and I could feel this weird feeling in my stomach. Tears rolled down my cheeks, I was so scared of myself! My throat ran dry and I was shaking as I glared at one my eyes which was really big and swollen. I tried to speak yet again but a huge groan just came out. I felt disgusting and ugly. 'Look, I'm not asking for much.' He smiled, 'We can fix your face and body. I know a good surgeon named Nick Jones. He's the best in the world, just change your name to Paris. That's all I'm asking for.' He paused, 'And never show your face to us again. Ethan won't ever recognise you when you have a full face and body reconstruction, you'll be so much safer.' He smiled at me, 'Do you accept my offer?' I knew that it was a good offer! I mean, I would do everything just so my killer won't ever recognise me. I slowly nodded my head...