Carl hated his face after what happened to his eye,he couldn't even look at his own face without feeling disgusted.

you wanted to help him,in your eyes he was always beautiful, even with that eye.

You were sat on the edge of his bed,he was complaining about his eye,about how he hated it.

you moved his hair out of his face.

"You know,you shouldn't be ashamed...you're so pretty even like this"