Chapter 229

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The only thing I can hear as I walk through the foyer is the pounding in my chest.

I don't want to sleep with Jake tonight, so the only way to do this is to end it now.

I turn the corner and find Jake. He's at the kitchen island, hunched over his

laptop, brows furrowed, mouth drawn tight. Whatever he's reading clearly has him frustrated.

Nerves rush through me until I feel like I might be sick. Maybe it's not the best time. Maybe this can wait until tomorrow.

He runs a hand through his hair, muttering something under his breath. I'm about to step away and sneak upstairs when he sees me.

In two seconds, his face shifts. It softens. There's a flicker of relief in his eyes, something like want and hope all mixed up into one.

All it does is crush me, because I can't return it. I can't smile back. I can't pretend.

He notices and sighs, shaking his head slightly as he frowns. "You've been acting weird around me."

I shake my head quickly. "I haven't."

"Don't lie to me," he says.

I glance away, trying to breathe through the guilt tightening around my lungs. My fingers curl around the edge of the counter as I struggle to find words that won't burn coming out. I feel guilty; I know I shouldn't.

Logically, what Elena said made sense. But you know who doesn't care about logic? My stupid heart.

Jake closes his laptop and looks at me, eyes hard. "Is it because you and Zaid are back together?"

I frown, shaking my head.

"Wait, are you together?"

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but nothing comes out. How

It's not black and white.

to speak,

his hands down his

at, Alina. I flew across the goddamn country to

look at him then. Really look. "Did you

narrow. "What's that

just a question,

"Can't it

it can be. That's how relationships work, right? But his

It feels like a bump in the

on

"Depends on how

and a terrible heat bubbles inside me.

exactly easy. "I think I should

suddenly, the stool scraping hard against

should have the

sucks out of the room. There's a fire in his eyes I've never seen before.

angry. At least not like this.

his head like he can't believe this is happening. "You don't

the victim, Alina. I wanted to

my hands

to let go. You made me stay with you. I sent you here for

you're breaking up with

voice cracks. "Jake, I didn't mean

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How

Immature," he

spill down my cheeks before I can stop

You can't throw that back in my face after everything!" he yells, loud

door slams upstairs. Footsteps. Zaid is in the doorway, eyes scanning the room before landing on Jake, then me. His chest rises

on?" He makes his

breathe out, half

fuck are you yelling at

fury etched into every line of his face. "I have no fucking

She's your

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