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My hands grip the fork tightly as I shove some sandwich in my mouth. Tastes like sawdust, but nevertheless I force myself to finish my portion. Mia and Ethan are deep in a conversation I couldn't care less about - probably talking about some relative of theirs. Twice, Mia asked if I'm okay, an...
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