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"I try so hard. People have always told me only to try and that's enough. Only trying got someone killed. Only trying turned me into this." Evann Roseworth doesn't like to talk about the accident. Evann Roseworth doesn't like to talk about how half of her face is now reconstructed with titanium. Or how the other half is just ugly scar tissue. She doesn't like to talk about Nia. She does like Evan Lisianthus, however. And Evan Lisianthus absolutely does not like her.
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Best Life

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