Only One Boy Asked Me To Prom Because Of My Birthmark—Until An Officer Walked In
By the age of seventeen, Hannah had become an expert at blending into the background. Whenever she walked through the school corridors, her eyes rarely lifted from the floor. Her dark hair was always brushed across the left side of her face, partially hiding the birthmark that stretched from her cheekbone down toward her jaw….
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