Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 65

Wedding Day

It takes me a moment to gather myself. My blood is rushing through me and I squeeze my legs tight before moving and dressing.

I only put on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt and then wander through, the house, my footsteps quiet against the hardwood floors.

The heat of the moment and of Jake's touch have vanished and all that's left is a terrible embarrassment. The last thing I want to do right now is talk to mother.

On her wedding day.

On their wedding day.

I blow out a steady stream of air, hoping it will lessen the ache in my chest.

My mother is nowhere to be found, and with each empty room I check, I am more relieved.

I don't want to apologize. I didn't want to be there with Sadie on Zaid's arm. My cheeks heat, remembering how he watches me as I rode Aiden.

Fuck, what are these men doing to me? Why do they all make me feel things I have never felt before?

I search for a few more minutes, but I decide she's probably busy with last-minute things and getting ready. At least, if she's not full on avoiding me.

I decide to call it quits and head back up to my room. I pick up mine and Aiden's clothes from last night. There's no time to dwell on this shit show. For now, I need to pull myself together and get ready for the ceremony.

The hot water of the shower scalds my skin, but it washes away some of the tension knotting my shoulders. Steam curls around me as I try to clear my mind. The day feels like it's happening to someone else.

My mother is getting married.

To Jake.

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a strange, bitter taste to the back of my throat, and I shake

racks through me and I cover my mouth.

again really means dad is dead. Which is such a dumb thing to cry about now. He hasn't even been gone for two years yet,

body shakes with

me lose it. I don't

of my vanity. Slowly, methodically, I start on my makeup. Light, dewy foundation, a soft shimmer on my eyelids, and a bold, red-toned lipstick. My hair is next. I sweep it up into a sleek bun, leaving a few

dress hanging on the back of my door. The green fabric

I adjust the fit. I twist my lips. The band of my black thong is visible and I hike

low, skimming down

exposed.

It's terribly out of my comfort. With a

turning slowly to study my

girl in the mirror looks bold. Exactly what I don't feel right

on the door jolts me out of my

Aiden's voice comes

last glance at myself in the mirror,

leaning casually against the

as his mouth quirks into a

look..." He exhales softly, his gaze lingering for a

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I say, trying to suppress the heat rising to

presses a hand to my chest, pushing me into the room as he closes the door behind him. "There's only

frown at him.

in front of me. I watch him with a quirked eyebrow.

shake my head.

dragging them down my

"I can't go commando!"

grabs my ankles, one by one, and makes me step out of

it's fucking sexy."

"Aiden," I grit.