Tanning Injection Triggered My Fury

Summary

To surprise my husband, I secretly scheduled an intimate rejuvenation surgery.

But when the procedure was over, the area that was supposed to be a delicate pink was as black as charcoal.

Furious, I confronted the surgeon. She just covered her mouth and giggled.

“Oh, my apologies. I must have mixed up the lightening agent with the tanning solution.”

“Besides,” she added, “you know how dark you were to begin with, right? What’s a little darker?”

Rage boiled in my veins. I grabbed a stool, ready to smash it over her head.