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.

pull apart when Jake clears his throat

a glare and say a quick

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choking silence. My mind races, and

this even happen? My mother

barely shut before my mother spins around, eyes blazing. “What the fuck is wrong

my mouth and look at

the floor and crosses her arms over her chest. "Do you

barely containing the anger that's been

her head, looking at me like she

embarrassing me.

even think about marrying him? What about

tired of the conversation. "Don't throw your father

I already told you. You know this isn't about love, Alina. It's about stability. It's about a life I've

think you were being serious. You're moving way

her is that she cannot marry the man I lost my virginity to, but

my brain.

the adult here."

gnawing at me. “You

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

I hate, hate, desperately hate the fact that it makes

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they don't plan

"So, it's all about the money, then? Not even

if I'm being overly dramatic. "Stop being so naïve, Alina. Life isn't some fairytale, and marriages don't need to be

with your father, and I

voice cracks, the pain of dad's death evident. For

like

that there was a time she

her

to 'like' him for it to serve its

words fail me. She flips her hair and

to my

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