Chapter 49

It's Not About Love

I hear the screech of Aiden's chair against the floor and his footsteps as he follows me to the foyer.

He catches my hand, intertwining our fingers as he turns me to face him. He has to lower his head to look at me, and he cups my cheek with his hand. "Alina?"

I close my eyes and hum in response.

"Are you okay? I know this is weird, but we can deal with it. It doesn't all have to be bad."

I nod, letting my head drop against his chest.

"Do you want to stay over tonight?"

"I want to, but I think I need to go home. Talk to my mom."

He sighs. "Yeah, I guess that's the smart thing to do."

Mother stomps down the hall, apologizing to Jake and Aiden. She stops only for a second

beside me.

"You're coming home with me. Say goodbye," she whispers into my ear, low and angry.

She squeezes Aiden's bicep and smiles at him. "Goodnight, Aiden. We'll see each other

soon, I hope."

Aiden nods, watching her walk away before returning his attention back to me. "Text me,

okay? I want to make sure you're okay after your... conversation."

I try to smile, but I'm cut off as he leans toward me, cupping the back of my neck. He kisses me hard, shoving his tongue into my mouth. I wrap my arms around his neck and push myself to the tips of my toes as I welcome the deep kiss, the warm caress of his

tongue.

Fuck, I don't want to go home.

when Jake clears his

glare and say a quick goodbye before following my mother out

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a thick, choking silence. My mind races, and I notice the way her hands tighten around

this even happen? My mother is marrying Jake,

step inside the house, and the door has barely shut before my mother spins around,

shut my mouth and

drops her bag on the floor and crosses her arms over her chest. "Do you have

sharp, barely containing

me like she

embarrassing me.

you even think about

of the

You know this isn't about love, Alina. It's about stability. It's

didn't think you were being serious. You're moving

tell her is that she cannot marry the man I lost my virginity to, but saying that feels like a

the sound biting into my brain. "Don't lecture me. I'm your

the adult here."

“You

want. Jake understands, anyway. He's a widower too, and he's well aware that I don't have to love him to marry him. He's already promised me that I won't have to share a room or... anything else with him. He can provide, and he's willing to let me have my own space. That's what I

hate, desperately hate the fact that it makes me feel better to

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don't

a breath. "So, it's all about the money, then? Not

being so naïve, Alina. Life isn't some fairytale, and marriages don't

your father, and I will never have it

voice cracks, the pain of dad's death

like

reminds me that there

throat, straightening her

don't need to 'like' him for

fail me. She

me to my running

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