Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina) novel Chapter 205

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Nikki left a few hours ago. Sitting in my silence, in my thoughts, is making me go insane.

I sigh, turning my head, and then I see the tray on my desk. My breath catches, and I reach for it, placing it on my lap on the bed.

There’s a little sticky note beside the drink and my heart drops down to my stomach. Zaid’s handwriting is scribbled across the note.

You haven’t eaten. Please, love.

My chest lurches painfully. Why does e care? Why is he doing this if he just ripped my

heart out?

I poke at the food half–heartedly at first. But one bite turns into two, then three, and

suddenly I’m scarfing it down like I haven’t eaten in days.

Damn, I’m hungry. Starving.

The warmth of it settles in my belly, and then I’m too full to eat more.

There’s a knock at my door.

I drag myself out of bed with more effort than it should take. My legs are weak, stiff from

being curled up for too long, and my head throbs with the ache of dehydration and

exhaustion.

What if it’s Zaid? What do I say to him? What will he say to me?

My soul feels like it’s been turned inside out. I hate feeling on edge like this; is this what

it’s going to be like for now?

But the knock comes again, gentler this time.

When I open the door, Aiden stands there, arms crossed, brow furrowed. He looks tired

too, He tries to smile at me, but it comes out forced. I look over his shoulder to see if Zaid

is there, or Jake. He’s alone.

His eyes watch me for a second before he speaks. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

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My mouth opens, but no words come.

He shifts his weight. “About your mom. About Jake. Everything. I had to hear it from Nikki. I had to see it on social media. Why didn’t you tell me? We were together all

afternoon.”

My mother stands nearby, looking at Jake with a horrid expression, like she’s there to

protect me from the bad man.

Jake stands there like a damn statue.

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Aiden walks away from me; he doesn’t stand near me like Zaid always does when he knows I need more support. It kills me.

“You wanted to talk to me?” I say to the detectives.

The one without the glasses looks at me, giving me an awkward wave and a smile. “You’re

Ms. Hanson?”

I nod, folding my arms across my chest.

“Well, I’m Detective Marcus Delaney and this is my partner, Detective Joel Hartman.”

I say nothing.

“Just had a few questions,” he says. “Trying to understand what’s going on here.”