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Meirah was tired from serving the customers all morning. Standing straight, she massaged her back a little, trying to relax her muscles. When the sun was high in the sky as Meirah made her way to Lucian's office, she informed her co-waitresses to look after her work. Meirah’s steps echoed on the marble floor of the grand building that housed the administrative offices of the Lethe Pack. Once a symbol of unity and strength, the very structure now seemed to mock her with its imposing walls and ornate decorations. The regal architecture was a constant reminder of a hierarchy that had been used against her, a system that had become her prison. A complicated feeling took over her as she saw the building. Her heart pounded in her chest, but her face was a mask of calm determination. She looked