Chapter forty eight

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Sara’s POV I stared at my phone, feeling a mix of frustration and sadness. Why didn't he care enough to ask if I was okay? Why didn't he come looking for me? The doubts and insecurities gnawed at me as I sat on a bench, watching the sun dip below the horizon. When I finally decided to head home, I hailed a cab and made my way back. The house was dark when I arrived, and Zack was in his study, his face illuminated by the glow of his laptop. He didn't look up when I entered, and I went to bed alone, the silence between us thicker than ever. The next few days followed the same pattern. We went to work, came home, and barely spoke. The tension was suffocating, and I could see the toll it was taking on both of us. We were like two strangers living in the same house, each of us trapped in our

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