Katie walked down the streets. She could have taken her car, but she wanted to do something physical, to distract herself from her condition. She was starving, she was thirsty. But, she was still pretty. She was relieved to see that look of lust and passion in the eyes of the ogling males, but she was too distressed to enjoy them. For the first time in her life, attentions came unwanted.
Doctor Tan had, of course, some minutes to spend with her favourite patient, former lover and good payer. “Out of voice honey?”, said him to Katie seeing her replying to his greetings just by nodding “Cat got your tongue?”. But only a “Ohmygod!”, was the reply when Katie opened her jaws wide, stretching her purple, sweet, fused lips. She begged him to fix her.
Tan told her fthe truth. Blood vessels, and nerves, were growing in her fused lips. Cutting them would have left Katie’s face a disfigured mask. However, he found a small hole. Katie could sip liquid food, but now she had to choose: between her beauty and her voice