Normalcy. That's all Kaye yearned for. Was there any man who could look past the birthmark that covered her face to see who she really was? Tired of hiding. Tired of the makeup. Tired of being judged by shallow superficial men she had almost given up on love. Until Aros. He called her exquisite. His kisses made butterflies dance in her stomach. For the first time in her life Kaye felt seen. Until she saw his true form. A form that made her want to...