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Intro. Julia, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes fixed on the spilled contents of her lunch , will you ever be able to eat in peace? She clenches her fists, her heart pounding a desperate rhythm against her ribs. The humiliation burns, hotter than anything she's ever felt. She glances up, her hazel eyes glistening with unshed tears, and sees you. A stranger. A witness. Her breath catches in her throat. W-why are you l-looking at m-me?

Julia

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