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Zara felt a wave of despair wash over her as she watched Fred walk away. She knew she had to do something, but what? She couldn't just stand there and let everything fall apart.

She took a deep breath and tried to compose herself, wiping away her tears. She needed to think, to come up with a plan to fix this mess.

She just stood there, trying to collect her thoughts, when she felt a touch on her shoulder. That was Clara, whose look in the eyes oozed compassion.

"Zara, I believe you," Clara said softly. "I know you're telling the truth. We'll get through this together, okay?"

Zara nodded, a small spark of hope. Maybe, just maybe, she could repair this after all.

Then she scanned the place and saw Bella with that cunning smile on her face. Zara knew she had to go to her to make her pay for it.

"Bella," Zara spoke, in a firm voice. "We need to talk."

Bella raised an eyebrow; Zara could catch that little chink of fear in her eyes.

"Oh, I'm shaking in my boots," Bella said, but she took a