Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 72

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1 scream.

Zaid grunts and the sound of the punch echoes through the room. I watch in horror as Zaid stumbles back with his hand clutching his nose.

"Aiden!" I yell, turning to him.

He shakes his hand, face twisting in pain. Still, he looks at Zaid with rage in his pretty

eyes.

Zaid straightens, and the world spins around me the moment his intentions register on his face. He drops his hand, blood dripping from his nose. He tightens his fingers into fists, his jaw tight.

"Don't!" I step between them, my hands up, palms against Zaid's chest.

My heart is pounding, a wild rhythm in my chest. Aiden is breathing heavy behind me, but I can't see the expression on his face.

I keep my eyes on Zaid. "Please, don't."

Zaid's gaze meets mine, and something shifts in his expression. His fists unclench slowly, and he exhales sharply through his nose, his posture relaxing, but only just.

I turn to Aiden, my chest heaving as I shake my head. "What the fuck was that?”

He shakes his head, his shoulders rising and falling, and then his eyes shift to me, desperate, wild. "Alina, I'm sorry. I-he's lying. You know he's lying, right?"

The sound of his voice cracking makes me flinch, but I don't respond. I can't.

I don't think Zaid is lying.

"He's trying to ruin everything," Aiden grunts, stepping toward me, his hand still cradling the one he used to punch Zaid.

I take a step away from him, and it makes him pause, hurt flashing across his face.

"My future. It depends on you keeping this secret. Please, just come talk to me. We can fix

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He's begging at this point, tears in

presses against my chest. His future. Not mine. Not Zaid's. Not anyone else's. Just

my head, my voice barely above a whisper. "Not tonight, Aiden.

talk tomorrow."

to clear my head, to let the adrenaline wear

I am doing

his eyes glassy with something I can't name. Is it fear?

glances at

over," he mutters, before turning and walking

it's alive, pushing down on me, thick

head to the kitchen.

but I know he's still

it with ice, my hands trembling as I make my way back. He's leaning against

1. me.

eyes are glued to the floor, watching as the blood drips from his face and falls

ground.

stays like that until I stop

I say, my voice soft

to the living

and between his legs,

look away. There's a depth to his eyes and to his pain that I've

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see the capabilities of his emotions and

them through such dark and beautiful

of pain

wipe most of the blood and look at the bridge

broken," I say

his hand shooting up to take the

got it," he mutters, lowering it for a moment to

in, his movements slow, deliberate, giving me time to stop him. But I don't. Not until his lips are

I whisper, my voice shaky,

eyes searching mine. "It didn't

back slightly. "That was different. Heat of

at me silently and my cheeks burn from the lame excuses that rush