A/N: I have decided to not give up on this book. Thank you for motivating me as it really worked :)
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"I-I suffer from a contagious ailment...." Esme retreated a few steps under his daunting gaze.
"You think I want your body?" Aleister chuckled as he looked at her mockingly, "With that hideous face and ugly body, you sure have a good amount of confidence."
"H-Hideous?" Esme stiffened. All these years, her Aunt kept smearing dirt or charcoal on her face so that she would look unsightly but nothing worked. Those men in their village still glanced at her with those lustful expressions. She hated those looks. The villagers despised their family for being poor too.
But this disgusted look was foreign to her. She would be lying if she said that she was not offended.