The smell of alcohol was thick in the air—he had been drinking. She helped him sit on the sofa. His hand gripped her arm tightly, and he mumbled, “Sasa…”"Why did you come to here? Why did you come looking for me?" she asked, knowing there wouldn't be an answer.Zachary's brows furrowed slightly, as though he were having a nightmare, and he kept calling her name."Don’t break up..." he murmured.Sarah turned her face away, unable to bear it, but his voice pierced her ears, and her heart ached with each word.Suddenly, Zachary's phone rang. She didn't move, but when it rang a second time, she finally answered.“Zac, why aren’t you picking up?" It was Vivian!Sarah froze, not knowing what to do—she couldn’t speak, but neither could she ignore it. As she hesitated, Vivian noticed."Who are you? Why are you holding Zachary’s phone?" Vivian’s voice was sharp.Flustered, Sarah quickly replied, "He’s drunk," and immediately hung up.It seemed that he hadn’t cleared things up wit
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