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.

me before I hit the

against him, gasping like I'm drowning. Because that's what it feels like. Like the oxygen has been

he whispers, holding my cheeks. "Alina, breathe, my

like it's

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sobs are violent, shaking through my entire

get better. I swear, I'll

he looks down at me, eyes 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

thumb under my eye as another tear falls. "But if I need to step away for you to find yourself again, then I'll do

find myself without you,"

both hands. His thumbs sweep over my cheeks like

god, I can't

to be your crutch. I see you, Alina. I see your value, your strength, your brilliance. But if you can't see it, then

on to. I press my lips to his,

But he stops me.

He shakes his

my name shatters me

here for you, as a friend. Only

face buries into his neck as I calm my breathing, my arms tightening around him like I can somehow fuse

make

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

tears take everything from me, when exhaustion makes

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