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"Sara's point of view,"

Oh crap, it's already too late.

He has returned home.

What should I say to him now?

Is he going to ask him where I have been?

I glanced at the screen on my phone.

I saw that he had sent four texts and missed twelve calls.

Oh God, please protect me from this man's fury. I didn't want him to see his angry side. I pleaded with God before taking the cab to Finge Mansion.

I spent the entire time mentally formulating an excuse to tell him.

But wait, why do I have to lie to him?

I visited my mother in the hospital, so I don't think I have anything to conceal. After all, he can not prevent me from seeing my mother. And what, exactly, is my fault? He didn't have time to listen to me in the morning.

Before leaving his residence, I called his office number five times, but he didn't answer. Upon my fifth attempt to reach his office, his assistant answered and informed me that Mr. Finge was now extremely busy and unable to speak to anyone. I could infer from her a