Sara’s POV
The night felt colder than usual as I lay on the couch, my tears soaking the pillow beneath my head. The weight of Zack's betrayal pressed heavily on my heart, making it hard to breathe. The silence of the room was interrupted only by my muffled sobs.
Suddenly, I felt a presence beside me. Zack knelt down, his face full of remorse. “Sara, please stop crying,” he whispered, his voice breaking.
I turned away from him, not wanting him to see my vulnerability. “I thought what we had was real, Zack. I trusted you.”
Zack gently placed his hand on my shoulder, his touch warm and comforting. “It is real, Sara. Please, believe me. I made a mistake, but I never meant to hurt you.”
My heart ached as I listened to him, torn between wanting to forgive and the lingering pain of his lies. “How can ……
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