"How dare you!"Zara's mother's voice rang through the ballroom, loud enough to make several people stop what they were doing and turn in their direction.Zara stood frozen, one hand pressed against her cheek where her mother's palm had just connected with her skin. The sting was almost unbearable, but the humiliation was worse.Not here. Not in front of all these people.She swallowed the lump forming in her throat, desperately fighting the tears threatening to spill from her eyes. The last thing she wanted was to give her mother the satisfaction of seeing her cry."There you go again, defending Zach and everything he does," Zara spat, her voice trembling with anger.Her mother scoffed, looking thoroughly unimpressed."I am not defending him. So drop it before I hit you again."Zara let out a disbelieving laugh.Of course. Because that was how every argument with her mother ended. It didn't matter what had happened or who was at fault. Somehow, Zara always became the problem.She had
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