Sabrina's POVNicholas disappeared into the kitchen without a word, while I walked to the sofa, collapsing onto it. My hand touched my stinging cheek, and for some reason, tears began to flow. Not just because of the slap, but all the anger, accusations, and feelings of unworthiness felt like they were flooding my heart.I closed my eyes, trying to hold back the sobs that started to break through when suddenly I heard Nicholas’s footsteps approaching. I slowly opened my eyes and saw him standing in front of me with an expression I couldn’t quite decipher. In his hand, he held a small towel soaked in cold water. “Use this,” he said softly, handing the towel to me. I looked at him, surprised. “Nicholas…” “Your cheek is still red,” he continued without waiting for my response. “That must hurt. At least this can help reduce the swelling.” I took the towel slowly, our hands brushing against each other for a moment. “Thank you,” I whispered, a
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