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I woke up disoriented, my last memory being taken to the police station before blacking out. Upon regaining consciousness, I found myself locked in a cell with a doctor tending to my wounds.

Across the room stood Jill and her companions, loudly recounting how I had supposedly started a fight, resulting in a waiter's facial injuries.

"It was him!" someone exclaimed. "He knocked over my cousin's drink. My cousin didn't react, but he struck first! Look at my cousin's disfigured face."

"How can someone claiming to be a doctor behave so unethically?" the voice continued. "Arrest him and take away his medical license! He needs to be taught a lesson before he hurts others."

Embarrassed and flustered, I turned to the officer taking my statement. "Officer, I didn't instigate this. I was just..."

The officer gave me a sympathetic look. "You're in a tough spot. Why did you get involved with him? He's been here thrice this month for similar incidents."