A mix of anger and concern flashed across Zachary’s face. “How much did you drink?”Sarah let out a drunken hiccup. Being held in place made her uncomfortable, and she struggled weakly. “Who are you? Let go of me…”He tightened his hold, his voice softer now. “Sarah, no matter what happens, I’m here. You don’t have to carry everything on your own. You don’t always have to be strong. You can lean on me.”It was unclear how much she actually heard.She stopped struggling and went still in his arms, her head lowered, silent.When no answer came, a trace of disappointment flickered in his eyes.But he said nothing.Bending down, he lifted her into his arms and carried her toward the bedroom.After only a few steps, he felt dampness soaking into his shoulder.He paused on the stairs and let out a quiet sigh, gently patting her back. “If you want to cry, just cry. Don’t hold it in.”The moment he said it, her quiet sniffles broke completely.Her sobs grew louder, raw and uncontrol
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