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Meyer's POV
I opened my eyes slowly, adjusting to the light that emanated from the chandelier that was suspended from the ceiling. My head was pounding so hard that I could hear it in my ears. It was obvious that I was tired. Then I remembered that I wasn't in jail anymore. I fluttered my eyes open immediately and was about to sit up when I felt
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