Chapter 229

ATTIOnce

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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 do I explain

not black and white. It

to speak, but nothing

runs his hands down

Alina. I flew across the goddamn country

look. "Did you

"What's that

just a

"Can't it

be. That's how relationships work, right? But his coming here

bump

do you plan on

"Depends on how this

flinch and a terrible heat bubbles inside

exactly easy. "I think I should sleep on the

scraping hard against the floor. "If you're going

you should have the guts to

the room. There's a fire in

never seen him angry. At least not like this. Not at

bitterly, shaking his head like he can't believe

like the victim, Alina. I wanted to end

rub my hands

me stay with you. I sent

breaking up with

voice cracks. "Jake,

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on How

is showing. Immature," he

slapped. Tears spill down my cheeks before I can stop them. "I'm

my face after everything!" he yells,

upstairs. Footsteps. Zaid is in the doorway, eyes scanning the room before landing on Jake, then me. His chest rises and falls in quick, controlled

hell is going on?" He makes his way to stand next to

out,

fuck are you yelling

every line of his face. "I

She's your

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