Marred Beauty

Coming home from the war, I wasn't the same girl that left. I had changed. I was marred. My face, once flawless, now had scars. My body once lured men. Now, I could never show it. Frankly, I wanted to die. But I soldiered on.
Living in seclusion was what I needed. What I craved. I didn't want to be stared at like some freak. Luckily, I found a job in the kitchen of a local bar. A place I could go unnoticed.
But Drake Harmon noticed me.