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... as throbbing as he opened his eyes and let out a curse. Having been unconscious for the past few days, his eyes were overly sensitive to light upon waking up. He quickly shut his eyes and tried to sit up as he heard a cry of surprise from his right. After the sound, he heard some movement and a chair scooting back.

He gritted his teeth as he blinked his eyes open in rapid succession, trying to get his eyes adjusted to the brightness. "Oh crap, hang on," the feminine voice said, and Gavin ...

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