Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

I'm Not Answering That

The door to Zaid's bedroom creaks as I push it open, my breath still shaky from everything I've just learned.

Zaid is Aiden's brother.

Jake's son.

The revelation crashes over me over and over again, making my heart race like I've been running for miles, making my stomach turn until I feel like all of my insides will spill out.

I step into his room, not knowing what to expect, not wanting to have any expectations at all. Still, when I turn from the door and face the room, I'm surprised.

I expected chaos.

I expected clothes to be thrown everywhere, maybe even a lingering smell of cologne or

sweat.

But it's not like that at all. It's neat, meticulously so. The bed is made, the sheets smoothed out as if they haven't been touched in days. A small shelf on the wall catches my eye-trophies, gleaming under the dim light coming from the window alone.

Basketball, trophies mostly.

I drop my bag on the floor and step toward the shelf, squinting as I read and look at everything he has set up. I bite my lip. Zaid doesn't seem like the sentimental kind to keep stuff like this up where he can see it everyday.

Pictures of Zaid with his team, arms slung around each other's shoulders, all grins and

adrenaline.

My heart turns sour, twisting in my chest. I suddenly realize why Jake looked so familiar

when I first met him. Zaid looks so much like him. They smile the same way.

There are so many pictures of him in the court, some from the local newspaper with detailed articles. O

He was good at it, probably still is.

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unfolded, with the creases

and wins and I step closer, squinting my

university, offering him a

step away.

Really good, better than

peruse the shelf for longer until I see it. A framed picture on the

him holding a basketball

It's a mugshot.

the glass, the coldness of it seeping into my skin. There's a smirk on his face, as if

twisted joke.

stomach turns nauseous and

of my thoughts, followed by raised

can't make out what they're saying. It's only

they don't like

have I gotten

the middle of a family that could possibly be more

mine.

ascending the stairs and I tense, closing my eyes for a second. All I can think about is how I

but it;s given little time to take over me when

closes the door behind him, stepping inside as he tilts his head when

voice shaking with anger. "Is

mask he usually wears slipping away. "No, it's not a

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scoff. "You

can't help it if it's a good picture,"

lost my father and my

crossing his face. His hands clench at his sides, but he

to calm the

second, his gaze narrowing

my shoulder

on me

heavy secrets in those eyes of

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