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Sara’s POV “I was drunk, Sara. I didn’t know what I was doing. I swear, I don’t even remember anything happening with Nora. I’m going to get a paternity test done, and if the baby is mine, I’ll take responsibility. But I need you to know that I never meant for this to happen.” His words hung in the air, but they did little to soothe the pain in my heart. I didn’t want to hear his explanations or his promises. I just wanted space—space to figure out if I could ever trust him again. “Zack, I don’t want to listen to any of this right now,” I said, my voice firm. “I just need to be on my own for a while.” He looked crushed, but he nodded slowly. “I understand. I’ll give you the space you need, but please know that I’m here if you want to talk.” I didn’t respond. Instead, I turned and wal