28: Throwing trash in the bathroom

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 *Dean*  There is a light knock on my door and I quickly sit up, drying my eyes. I have no idea who is outside, but I don't want them to see me cry. "Come in".  "Hi Dean, I just wanted to come see how you are holding up". It is Sada, the young woman who usually cleans my room and who Zara had sent to get me.  I stand up, suddenly feeling nervous. Honestly I don't know her and I have no idea if I can trust her or not. "I am okay, thanks. It just wasn't a... nice experience for anyone".  "You don't have to pretend and lie to me Dean... I know you are the father, or at least a possible father… I mean who knows how many men she has invited to her bed". She closes the door behind her, walking closer.  I shake my head, almost laughing at the absurdity. I know without a doubt that Zara would

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