Chapter 23

WILLOW

Two years after

Time has flown like a whispering zephyr, and now, as I peer into the looking glass, I can't help but be amazed at the transformation that happened to me. The image gazing back at me is solid proof of the courage and determination that have guided me through my surgery journey.

The visage that now meets my gaze exudes elegance and composure. Gone are the marks of pain and despair, replaced by a delicate and elegant visage. The once-shattered confidence now emanates from my jawline, embodying the strength that lies within me. The rib rhinoplasty and upper blepharoplasty have given me the almond-shaped eyes I had always dreamed of, and the forehead reduction has softened my features, making me look younger and more refined.

I gently stroke my sun-kissed hair, a striking deviation from the once-dark hair I possessed. Altering the color of my hair has undoubtedly been one of the wisest choices, contributing to the captivating allure of my revised identity. The con