The fear in his voice nearly broke her heart. She knew him. She knew he would likely tell her he didn't care. But she cared. The scars made her ugly, and they and the guilt she had been carrying for weeks had been poisoning her mind until she could barely stand to look at herself.
Parvati avoided his eyes, the tears in hers threatening to spill over onto her cheeks. 'I can't....' she cried, her voice catching in her throat. 'They're so ugly....'