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When the campus beauty, Janelle Muller, ripped off my mask in front of everyone to humiliate me, Frank Willard, who was usually so laid-back, went cold for once. He slapped Janelle, then pulled me into his arms, shielding my scarred face. "Every scar on Eva's face," he said, "came from her carrying me out of that fire. She saved my life. If you touch her, I'll make you pay." Like every time before, he stood in front of me, blocking out those stares. But on my eighteenth birthday, I saw him pin Janelle against the wall. "You haven't touched Eva all these years. What, can't bring yourself to kiss a girlfriend that ugly?" Janelle asked. Frank curled his lips, tilting her chin up. "You're absolutely right. Now let me give you a kiss. Be good." The umbrella slipped from my hand and hit the ground. I called my dad. "Dad, schedule the reconstructive surgery in Viranland as soon as possible."