Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 66

Chapter 67

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I regret looking at him almost immediately.

I'm suffocating. Heating up.

Zaid's dark eyes meet mine, smoldering with an intensity that makes my breath hitch. There's hunger there, a desire that wraps around me, tightening like a coil. It's so intense that I wonder if any other man on this earth ever truly found me beautiful.

None had ever looked at me the way he does.

"You look beautiful," Zaid murmurs, his voice low enough that only I can hear.

A flush creeps up my neck, and I struggle to steady my breathing. I lay my hand

on my

neck, where it meets my chest, but it does little to help.

"Thank you," I whisper, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I try to find something else

to focus on.

But Aiden is distracted with a conversation, and I am left to fend for myself.

The weight of Zaid's gaze pins me in place. His fingers brush lightly against my arm, sending a shiver skittering down my spine. The touch is gentle, almost absent-minded,

but it leaves a trail of fire in its wake.

Does he know how much this makes me feel?

should talk about last night," Zaid says, his voice like velvet. The heat in my cheeks worsens. I

bombarding my brain.

"We don't need to talk about that at all." His eyes drop to my lips, and for a moment, I think he's going to kiss me. There's a wild, desperate edge to his expression, like he's fighting a losing battle with himself. I stop breathing, caught in the tension, my body leaning forward ever so slightly, when the first

eyes lift to

was

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broken.

to pull myself together. My mother appears at the end of the aisle, radiant in her lace gown. It hugs her frame, each detail perfectly chosen to

of our relationship, my mother is

grace, her bouquet trembling ever so slightly in her hands, and I feel the familiar sting

her for long. The memories hit me too

her and my dad, his hand around her waist, her glowing smile so full of hope. Her

every picture, she was smiling

dad with everything in her. They

tightens painfully, and I swallow back

for my hand, his fingers curling around mine in a firm, comforting squeeze. The unexpected tenderness undoes me, and I blink rapidly, trying

brushing against

touches.

so different from the

to see, yet can't look

my dad with someone

apart. The pain in

1. me.

wrap my fingers around his and squeeze

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