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Even after Sara Jay stormed out, John showed no intention of leaving. Instead, he flagged down a waiter and ordered a steak, looking settled in for a long, quiet conversation with Hannah.

Hannah, who had just been puffed up like a smug cat who got the cream, instantly lost all her bravado the moment Sara vanished. She shrank back into her seat, meekly stirring her coffee with lowered eyes