Chapter 218
More Than an Escape-2
And then his mouth finds mine.
Hot. Slow. Devastating.
He kisses like he's starving. His hands are everywhere, my waist, my jaw. It hurts, but | take it. | melt into him,
greedy for every second, every breath, every proof that he still
feels this too.
When we finally break apart, gasping, trembling, his hands still on my hips, Zaid pulls back like I've just burned
him.
His mouth is red. His eyes dark. Then he steps back, face twisted in smix of guilt and rage. "This was a
mistake."
My stomach drops, and something hot rises in my throat. "A mistake?"
He turns away, jaw working like he's trying to swallow the words down. He runs his hands through his hair, the
muscles on his back bunching.
"Why?" | demand, voice shaking.
He spins on me, eyes blazing. "Because wanting someone isn't enough, Alina!" My breath hitches.
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Zaid takes a step forward, veins standing out on his hands, his chest heaving. "Do you think it's easy forto
keep pulling back? To live in the shouse as you and not
touch you? To ache for you with every fucking breath | take?"
His voice cracks, something breaking inside him. "You think | don't want you? That | don't dream about you every
goddamn night? That | don't remember exactly how you
taste, how you sound when you fall apart in my arms?"
| stare at him, stunned. He runs a hand through his hair, looking like he's on the edge of
unraveling.
His eyes are on the ground, voice softer. "I'd give you everything, Alina. Let you usefor anything. Every piece
of me. I'd set myself on fire if it would keep you warm. But |
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don't even know if you seeanymore."
Tears sting my eyes.
Zaid's throat bobs. “Is it so hard to believe that | want to know you wantfor more than just the way | make
you forget everything else? That maybe | want to be wanted
even when the world isn't falling apart autound you?"
He exhales like the words cost him everything. "I just... | need to know if you love me,
Alina. Love me. Not the escape | give you. Not a version of me. Me."
The silence between us is deafening.
And in it, my heart folds in on itself.
Because | do love him..
| always have.
But now | wonder if he's right,, iff maybe I've never shown him that | love him more tham
need him.
"Because what happens when we're happy? When the nightmares stop, when the memories stop chasing us?"
he whispers, getting closer, his hand cupping my cheek.
| watch him silently.
His eyes oscillatie between mine, studying me. "Because you want that, right? You want that freedom.. | want it
to. For you and me, my love. What happens when you don't meed me? When all that matters is how we love
each other?"
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The pain in my chest makesgasp and | pull away from his touch. | swallow, making my way around the car
and toward the passenger seat. His eyes burn into me, that and
angry.
| look down at my hands on my lap, struggling to breathe. Maybe I've always been too focused om surviving, too
desperate for the relief of him, to see that he lus meeds and desiress just as intense as mine. Needs that have to
do more with his hemtt tthan with our physicall relationship.
Zaid's shoulders rise and fall, his eyes glassy as he climbs into the diver's seat. He looks
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atlike he's waiting forto say something. Anything.
But | don't have the words yet. And so, without another sound, he starts the car.
We drive to the motel in Solince, quiet, wrecked, and completely burned through. Chapter Comments
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