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Sara’s POV "Derick?" I said, my voice laced with confusion. He smiled sheepishly. "Hi, Sara. Hi, Zack. I know I'm the last person you expected to see, but I wanted to apologize for everything." I glanced at Zack, who looked unimpressed but stayed silent. "It's fine, Derick," I said, deciding to accept his apology and move forward. "Let's put it behind us." Zack's jaw tightened. "Sara, can I speak with you for a moment?" he said, his voice low and controlled. We stepped into the hallway, leaving Derick standing awkwardly by the door. "Why are you so quick to forgive him?" Zack asked, his frustration clear. "When I make a mistake, you take forever to forgive me." His words stung, but they also made me realize something important. "The reason I react that way with you, Zack, is because