For the next two days, my stomach was all up in knots. I lay in bed, completely dazed and listless.On the morning of the third day, I was jolted awake by a cool, intermittent sensation on my face. As I sat bolt upright, I saw Helena quickly pull her hand behind her back."What are you doing?" I demanded.Helena lowered her head and began to sob softly."Liliana, please don't blame me. The public outcry has gotten so intense. So many people are demanding justice for me, insisting that I make you pay before they'll let this go."My heart lurched. I scrambled to the vanity.There, written across my face in large, bold characters, were the words, "I AM A LIAR."I scrubbed frantically at my skin, trying to wipe the words away.Helena approached timidly and caught my hands. She said, "Liliana, don't hurt your face by rubbing it so hard. It's a special kind of pigment that won't come off for a few days."The netizens said that since you love attention so much, this would serve as a
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