Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 70

Chapter 71

Just the Three of Us

I walk through the house with all of my senses dulled. I can't hear, think, or feel anything.

My breath is coming out in harsh pants, and I step back outside to the backyard. The laughter and clinking of glasses feels distant, like it's happening behind a veil. Everything is muffled under the weight of what I've just learned.

Aiden. Zaid. That night. The secrets.

Zaid is a few steps behind me. I can hear his steps. I let out of sigh of relief. I didn't know he made me feel this way. He always wound me up so tight. This feeling is new and

welcome.

I can't shake the image of him in my mind, broken and desperate.

I want to cry because I have never met anyone who could understand me like he does. He was in the car accident that killed his mother, and he still carries the scars associated

with that. He still carries the guilt.

Like me.

He protected Aiden at the cost of his own future. At the cost of his reputation. At the cost

of himself.

My heart aches as I glance back at him briefly. Zaid looks calm, almost unreadable, but his

eyes meet mine, dark and holding me together in a way that feels like it's pulling

me

apart at the same time.

it possible that I feel so much

me, faces blurring. And then I see Jake laughing, charming as ever, leaning slightly toward my mother as they speak with a group of

my lungs. Does he know? My step falters, and my chest tightens as my thoughts

whole time that Aiden was the

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he help cover it

Zaid murmurs, his voice low and

body leans into his touch without permission, desperate for something steady. I give myself

inhale shakily, and he steps closer, his voice brushing against my ear. "You can confront Aiden later.

settled. His hand lingers a second longer before falling away, leaving me colder than I was a moment

I can think of what to say, Aiden walks up to us,

eyes flicking to Zaid briefly

me.

tight and unnatural. "I went

and he leans down to kiss my forehead. My stomach twists, and I have to focus hard not to pull away. His touch feels different now, like the warmth I

thought he was. How can I

me back to our table. Zaid follows a few

party.

hum I can barely

can't shake off.

him so many things and tell him that I know. Tell him

know how

Zaid across the table, catching the way his jaw tightens as

his

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Three

champagne. Our eyes meet for the briefest

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