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EVA

My face stung and I blinked quickly, desperately trying to stem the tears that had filled my eyes, threatening to make an appearance.

I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry.

I told myself I would not show these people that I was weak by crying in front of them, but as I saw the satisfactory looks on their faces, the smiles and hollers, and the pity on some