“What are you doing here?” she asks, her voice tight with a mixture of surprise and wariness.“I needed to see you,” William replies, his voice low, urgent. “I’ve been lost without you, Sarah. I need to understand—why did you leave?”Her heart twisted at the desperation in his voice, but she couldn’t let herself soften. Not now. Not when so many lives are at stake.She turns away, taking a slow breath to steady herself. “My dear kiddos,” she calls out, her tone shifting to something lighter, more composed. “Take a cookie break, and then we’ll continue our pottery. We wouldn’t want our creations to crumble, would we?” She smiled gently, masking the ache in her chest with a practiced warmth.“Yes, teacher!” The kids responded enthusiastically, their innocent voices lifting the tense air. One by one, they formed a neat line, their chatter filling the room as they left for their snack.As the door closed behind them, a silence fell between Sarah and William, thick and charged with unspoken
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