Thirty seven

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Sara’s POV Mary stayed close by, her presence a comforting anchor in the storm of emotions. “Sara, you need to talk to him. You need to hear his side of the story.” I nodded, knowing she was right but still feeling the sting of betrayal. “I will, Mary. I just… need a little more time.” Later that evening, Mary informed me that Zack had returned home. My mind was at suddenly at ease. I could hear his footsteps approaching the guest room. My heart pounded in my chest as he knocked on the door. “Sara, please. Let me in,” he pleaded, his voice full of anguish. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the confrontation. “Come in.” Zack entered, his face etched with worry and exhaustion. “Sara, I swear, it’s not what it looks like.” I crossed my arms, my eyes cold. “Then explain it to me

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