Sara’s POV
The room’s attention shifted sharply to her, curiosity and confusion rippling through the guests. Reporters, ever eager for a story, pressed closer, their cameras flashing.
“What are you talking about, Nora?” one reporter shouted.
Nora’s eyes narrowed as she pointed directly at my hand. “She’s wearing the ring that should be mine!”
All eyes turned to the ring on my finger. The murmurs grew louder, questions fired from every direction. “Wait, is she engaged? Zack, is this true?”
Zack tightened his grip on my hand, his jaw set in determination. He stepped forward, his voice steady and clear. “Yes, it’s true. Sara is my fiancée. We will be married in a month’s time.”
The room erupted in a frenzy of flashes and questions, the reporters pushing forward to capture every detail. Nora’s face ……
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