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CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE: A Broken Record

Were her eyes playing tricks on her? Was she hallucinating right now? Why the hell was she seeing this man standing at her doorstep in the middle of a rainy night?

Zara blinked hard and looked again. When the image before her didn't disappear, she uttered in disbelief, "Scott? What are you doing here?"

"Break up with him," Scott repeated.

Zara was even more stunned. She stared at him as his mouth quivered. He was soaking wet as if he had jumped into a pool, fully-clothed.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you show up here in the middle of the night?" she asked, folding her arms over her bosom.

"Break up with him."

Hell, he was sounding like a broken record now. Zara's frown deepened. She didn't even know what to say to him. How could he come all the way here just to tell her those four words? Wait a minute!

A stench suddenly hit Zara's nose. It was so pungent that she wondered why it hadn't gotten to her before now. Scott reeked of alcohol. Finally, she understood why his eyes were dro
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