Valerie stops again, absently running the tips of her fingers over the ugly scar on her face. She finally pull

Valerie stops again, absently running the tips of her fingers over the ugly scar on her face. She finally pulls her hand from her face and looks at you. "I've never seriously imagined what would happen if I lost my beauty. I thought my actions would speak much louder than my appearance... but now I'm having doubts. In this, and in everything else I keep telling myself."