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.

fingertips, and blood dripped onto the floor, but I

care.

grip firm

down! It's broken! You can't

streaming down my face without

"It's just a damn camera! You can buy

really worth losing

like a blade stabbing into

isn't just

my mother left me, her final

nothing more than a

head, hatred

slapped him hard across the face, smearing blood

cheek.

"Jackson, get out!

out of my

face was

engagement ring off my finger and

with

packed everything I owned and returned to my

to visit my

front of her gravestone

called countless times, but

I blocked

felt

what I had

wanted me to live proudly, courageously, and strongly-to explore the vast and beautiful

years on a man who

On the third day,

my usual

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