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THE SCARS OF THE PAST

META'S POV:

The coppery, rusty taste of blood flooded my mouth, thick and metallic, coating my tongue. My jaw ached, my cheek throbbed. "I said I didn't steal her money! Someone must have put it in my bag!" I tried to speak calmly, to explain, to make them understand, but the words felt like pe...