Chapter 506

"Zachary... my leg hurts."

The words were soft, almost childlike, but they hit him like a sledgehammer.

His pupils shrank, his entire body tensing as he instinctively looked down at her leg.

"...Why does it hurt?"

A stiff, pained smile twisted on his lips-one that looked more like he was about to

cry.

Sarah wasn't even fully conscious, yet tears streamed silently down her face.

Her right hand clutched at her thigh-the exact spot where he knew she had a

scar.

That scar.

Buried deep in her subconscious, hidden beneath years of suppressed memories.

People say that when you're drunk, the truth slips out the things buried so deep inside you, the things you never speak about when you're sober.

And now, Zachary was terrified.

Because if those painful memories resurfaced-if she finally remembered-she would realize that things weren't what she thought they were.


And then what?

Would she ever be able to face him again?

Would she ever forgive him?

"Sasa... will you ever believe me?" His voice was uncertain, unsteady.

Sarah shook her head weakly. "No... it was all lies."

The night was cold, the air heavy with dew. After walking for a while, Sarah suddenly stopped.

She swayed, then leaned her head against his arm, her voice slurred.

"I can't walk anymore. I'm home now. I wanna sleep..."

And with that, she started to sink to the ground, as if she truly believed she was home.

Zachary caught her just in time.

home

She didn't respond.

Didn't open her eyes.


any effort

Zachary crouched down and lifted her onto his

him obediently, her voice barely above

Zachary froze for a moment as he understood her meaning, but stayed silent. Walking step by step, he felt his back growing damp. Then he heard Sarah's

out worriedly, but

give her what was

said nothing. The time wasn't right - he couldn't risk any

he'd crafted

afford for everything to fall apart

"Who... are you?"

voice was barely a whisper, her words slurred

smell just like

Zachary's breath hitched.


was all he heard, but it was

He didn't respond.

know how to

not because of her-it was the suffocating pressure in his chest, the stone sinking deeper and

- the girl he loved asking from his back, "Why give her what was

place, he knocked twice

late? And

cut off the moment he

His brows immediately furrowed.

His tone

anywhere near Sarah, and this-seeing him carrying her like this-made his chest

hesitated, unsure how to explain why he had been the one to bring her back. After a brief pause, he finally said, "Sasa and Scarlett went to the bar to

to sound as neutral as


wasn't sure if it

explanation, people only hear what they

Some things...

Some stories...

endings written long before they even

he pulled Sarah away. "Thank

but right now I need to take care of Sasa. Please

reddened eyes, "why didn't he stay with

obvious. She didn't need

gaze, stammering, "Miss Wilson, Mr. Reynolds probably

to. Besides, didn't he already agree to your

agreed, but being forced and doing it

considered herself exceptional, matters of the heart were never

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