Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 60

It Will Never Be

I fold another sweater and shove it into the cardboard box in front of me, not bothering to

keep it neat.

It will be a pain to dig through the box and figure out where everything is, but I

don't

care.

Mother hums to herself as she walks down the hallway from her room to the hallway bathroom. She seems to be unbothered by the chaotic mess.

Clothes, books and random things are scattered everywhere, all over the floor.

I roll my eyes and peek my head out of my bedroom. "Are you expecting me to clean up

all this mess?"

Mother stops with her shampoo in her hands, frowning. "Of course not. Jake is hiring a cleaning company to take care of everything we leave behind. Just take what you want."

"How can you be so calm about this?" I ask.

She shrugs, walking toward her room again. "I'm ready to start this new chapter of

our

lives."

A new chapter. Yeah right. Something tells me nothing is going to change except our living situation. "Does Jake know you're an alcoholic?"

She gasps, jaw dropped. "Don't be so dramatic. So, I like to finish my day off with a glass

of wine, that doesn't make me an alcoholic, Alina."

I sneer at her. She says it's a glass of wine, but it's more like bottles. With an s.

Moving into Jake's house feels more like stepping into a twisted version of my life than

fresh start, and dread fills me up

here and she could live with Jake and the guys. She told me that was

know what's worse: pretending everything is fine or knowing I'll be living under the

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end of the day.

our conversation yesterday. His confession

Fuck.

me that wanted to be

as him. The larger part of me was absolutely disgusted with

I could get a

And what?

I see a

I don't.

fun. He makes me feel normal;

thoughts away and shove another handful

I'm done here," mother says as she walks to the living

hands.

Jake's house is fully furnished, and I'm sure he does not want the style ruined

last of the boxes into the car, my stomach churning as I slide into the

Jake's house is silent, my nerves eating me up too much to let me speak. Not that I have anything I want to

doorframe, but his eyes are anything but relaxed. They're locked on me, intense and burning, and I can't help the way

voice low as I step out

His words from yesterday echo in

only

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I'll get

him for saying it, for putting me in this position. And yet, I can't stop the wild flutter in my chest whenever he

carry our boxes inside, leading the way to my new room. My mother follows

will be your room,"

scanning the space. It's clean and impersonal, with a bed, a small desk for schoolwork, and a vanity tucked in the corner. There's no bathroom. The realization that I'll have to share with

sandwiched

there another room?" I ask before

don't be rude. You should be grateful you

floor. Grateful? Grateful for what? That I've been uprooted and shoved

and