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Alexi looked doubtful, "I don't think you should even be considering plastic surgery, but instead, wear the scar every day. Let it be a reminder of exactly what brought you to where you are today, and what it would mean if you were to go back." She fiddled with the rehab pamphlet, "I've retired from playing doctor, Meg. And I also don't want you thinking that I'm going to swing in and be your savior every time you make a mistake. I'd be willing to fit the bill for your rehab, though." She tossed the paper at the girl, "It's a one month stay. First week is detox, second is self-analysis, third is orientation, and fourth is supervised freedom. If you make it through this, all will be forgiven between us, and second chances offered." She arched a brow, and began thumbing through papers of her own, giving Meg a moment to read the information.