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"Who else but your childhood sweetheart?" Sarah scoffed.
"Sarah, none of that is true. You should know how | feel."
Sarah's eyes glistened with tears. "No, | don't. Have you said these things to Vivian? Or do you only say them to
me?"
"I made things clear with her in Saint Nock. She must have been upset when she went to tell you those things."
Sarah nodded. "But our problems have nothing to do with her. | hope you understand that."
Long before Vivian's revelations, she had already lost faith in Zachary.
Zachary's initial optimism had completely deflated. He'd known how Sarah would treat him and prepared himself
for harsh words, yet he couldn't stay away.
"Sarah, | really did cfor counseling," Zachary said seriously.
He'd been having nightmares lately, seeing bloody scenes every the closed his eyes, leaving him tossing
and turning all night.
Sarah noticed the dark circles under his eyes and knew he was telling the truth. "I'll write you a referral for
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After a pause, she asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Does lovesickness count?" Zachary asked pointedly.
"No, Mr. Reynolds. If there's nothing else, please leave."
Zachary understood her attitude but remained firmly seated, refusing to go.
He couldn't understand why Sarah seemed to hate him so much, why she kept pushing him away.
"Sarah, can | talk to you about it?" he asked hopefully.
"No," she replied coldly.
Zachary shook his head. "But you should. Isn't a counselor supposed to listen to their patients?"
He looked at her with wide eyes, and Sarah suspected if she refused, ke'd probably involve Dean Larson again.
She rubbed her temples in frustration, feeling powerless against his persistence.
"Fine, but | reserve the right to refuse," she said with cold detachment.
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now.
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"Mr. Reynolds, if that's all, | need to leave. My shift is over."
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