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 his eyes

the air, suffocating me. The weight of them presses against my chest. His future.

above

talk tomorrow."

need time to clear my head, to let the

fuck I

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

at Zaid, his

over," he mutters, before

stand frozen, trying to steady my breathing. The silence feels like it's alive, pushing down on me, thick and suffocating. Finally, I

head to the kitchen.

but I know he's still standing

cupboards and grab a rag, filling it with ice, my hands trembling as I make my way back. He's leaning

1. me.

the floor, watching as the blood drips from his face and

ground.

like that until I stop in front

say, my

me to the living room. I gesture

legs, gently wiping the

apologize, but I have to look away. There's a depth to his eyes and to his pain that I've never seen

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me to my very core to see the capabilities of his emotions and his ability

them through such dark and

twinge of pain pulls at

blood and look at the bridge of

say quietly, pressing

his hand shooting up to

he mutters, lowering it for a moment to look

deliberate, giving me time to stop him. But

whisper,

eyes searching mine. "It didn't bother

shake my head, pulling back slightly. "That was different. Heat of the moment. And I wanted

and my cheeks burn from the lame