Chapter 31

Cruel satisfaction flashed in Sara's eyes.

"If I can't have it, neither can you!"

A tsunami of despair and fury instantly engulfed me.

I lost all sense of reason.

Grabbing Sara by the hair, I shoved her toward the wall with every ounce of strength I had.

One blow, and blood began to seep from her forehead.

Sara screamed, "Help! Murder! Someone's killing me!"

The hotel room door slammed open.

Jackson stormed in, his gaze falling on Sara's battered state. His face turned ashen.

He grabbed me and pressed me against the wall, his voice trembling with rage and disbelief:

"Zoey! Are you insane?!"

Behind him, Sara stood unsteadily, one hand clutching her bleeding forehead, the other shaking uncontrollably.

In a quivering voice, she murmured, "Darling, I'm... I'm so scared."

I pushed Jackson away, dropping to my knees.

My hands trembled as I tried to pick up the shattered camera.

The fragments were cold, sharp, and unyielding as I struggled to piece them back together. But no matter how I tried, they wouldn't fit.

blood

care.

grabbed my hands roughly, his grip firm and his voice barely

broken!

flinched violently, tears streaming down my face

he shouted, "It's just a damn

worth losing

a blade

just a

was the only relic my mother left me, her final gift to

it was nothing more

my head, hatred surging

across the face, smearing blood

cheek.

"Jackson, get out!

of my

face was frozen in

the engagement ring off my finger

with all

everything I owned and returned to

to visit

in front of her gravestone

countless times, but I didn't

I blocked his

I felt overwhelmed by

could see what I had become,

wanted me to live proudly, courageously, and strongly-to explore

years on a man

On the third day,

made my usual visit

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