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~Jada 

Finding an excuse for why my face is cut and bruised isn’t coming to my mind as easily as I had hoped. 

A first aid kit I had found underneath the bed is a blessing. A smear of antiseptic cream and a plaster strapped over wound is all I can do. The bruises, which surround both my eyes, and part of my forehead, a dark mess of blue and purple, have no hope of being hidden. And at this point, no hope of being explained. 

Naturally, at breakfast, it was Parker who pointed it out.

“Someone is desperate to win this competition,” he say

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