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

him a glare and say a quick goodbye before

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

did this even happen? My mother

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

mouth and look

on the floor and crosses her arms over her

is sharp, barely containing the anger that's

me like she never even thought of the

embarrassing me.

you even think about

like she's already tired of the

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

were being serious. You're moving

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

my brain. "Don't lecture me. I'm your mother.

the adult here."

head, disbelief gnawing at me. “You think using a

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

each word more ridiculous than the last. I hate, hate, desperately hate

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don't

huff a breath. "So, it's all about the money, then?

dramatic. "Stop being so naïve, Alina. Life isn't

with your father, and I will never

cracks, the pain of dad's death evident.

like

there was a

throat, straightening her expression.

need to 'like' him for it to serve its

her, stunned, and words fail me.

to

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