Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 203

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My heart breaks.

Not figuratively. At least it doesn't feel like that. It feels physical. Like my heart is actually cracked open, filling me with blood.

Not poetic, like how people describe it in movies.

It's loud in my head. It shatters, devastating and brutal. I can feel it tear open in my chest, like something vital inside me just split apart. Like I'm losing a part of myself all over again.

Losing my family was one thing, they were ripped from, taken from me. I couldn't fight for them, I couldn't see them.

But Zaid?

He's standing right in front of me and still slipping through my fingers.

"No," I whisper, my voice broken, my knees shaking.

I stumble back a step, vision blurring. The world around me bends, spinning slightly as the reality of it crashes down on me.

Zaid's still looking at me with all that love in his eyes, but he's letting me go. Tears spill down my cheeks, hot and endless. My throat clenches so tightly it hurts to breathe. The

ache in my chest blooms into agony and I can't stop it; I break.

My knees buckle.

catches me before

against him, gasping like I'm drowning. Because that's what it feels like. Like the oxygen has been ripped out of the world and I can't

cheeks. "Alina, breathe, my love,

fisting the fabric like

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shaking through my entire

this. I'll change... I'll get better. I swear, I'll try harder. Just stay. Please, Zaid. Don't go. Don't let go

filled with more pain than I can stand to see. "We'll find our way back to each other. We will. I love you, Alina. I love

as another tear falls. "But if I need to step away for

can't find myself without you," I

with both hands. His thumbs sweep over my

I

your value, your strength, your brilliance. But

to hold on to. I press my lips to his, needing the connection, needing the hope that

But he stops me.

breaking. He

he says my name shatters me all over

here for you, as a friend. Only as

again. My face buries into his neck as I calm my breathing, my arms

will make sense

through it. He doesn't speak. Just rocks me gently, fingers in my hair, lips pressed

the tears take everything from