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Secrets of Us: A Forbidden Love Romance
Chapter 255
The light shifts, and then I can see him clearly.
He’s staring at the screen, his eyes locked on mine, his expression unreadable for a beat. My breath hitches in my throat as I take in the sight of him. His face is a little sharper, like he’s been working out a lot. The lines of his jaw are more defined, but he’s growing a bit of a beard. My fingers twitch to touch the screen, but I stay st my gaze drinking him in.
“Hey,” I whisper, almost unable to speak. “I like the beard.”
He runs a hand over his chin, a soft smile curling on his lips. “Glad you like it.”
He stares at me for a long moment, his expression softening as he takes in every inch of me. I blush like I’m meeting him for the first time all over again.
“You look beautiful, love.”
I blink rapidly, overwhelmed by his attention. I forget what it’s like to be in the face of his intensity. The tears spill over before I can stop them.
“I miss you,” I whisper, my voice breaking as I struggle to keep my composure.
“Oh, fuck,” he mutters. “Don’t cry, love, please don’t cry.”
The pained look in his eyes has me reeling in my emotions. “I’m okay. I’m happy here. I’m learning so much.”
He’s quiet for a moment, his face unreadable as he looks at me. “That’s good, right?”
I nod and take a shaky breath, fighting the emotions swirling inside me. I search his face, looking for something, anything. “Are you forgetting me? Are you getting used to not having me there?”
Zaid’s expression shifts then, the sadness in his eyes giving way to something warm, something steady. He shakes his head slowly.
“No,” he murmurs, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
I want to reach into the screen and kiss him.
“I’m here, waiting for you, like I promised. I’m doing my own work. Therapy, all of it. I keep myself busy because otherwise I’d lose my mind thinking about you.”
I smile because I know what he means. I do the same thing. I feel a wave of relief crash over me. My heart lightens, the pain of the distance between us suddenly more bearable.
“How’s going?” I ask quietly, needing to know that he’s really okay
He exhales softly, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s going. Slow. Therapy has been brutal, but I’m finally talki
to keep in. And I finally took your advice. I think I’m going to start my own company.”
I listen to him without interruption. His happiness is mine. His growth is mine.
out things I used
We talk for hours after that. He listens as I tell him about my experiences, the people I’ve met, the small moments of peace I’ve found in Florence. And in return, he shares his thoughts, his own struggles, and his progress.
The conversation drifts into the night, the words slowing until I feel my eyelids growing heavy, I yawn, trying to keep myself awake,
but it’s useless.
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Not to mention I still have to find my way back to the villa.
Zaid notices, frowning, “It’s late there?”
1 nod. “I’m 6 hours ahead of you.”
His eyes go to the clock on the corner of the laptop. “Shit. Get some sleep.”
I don’t want to. When are we going to talk again?
He smiles at my expression. “I’ll call you in 50 days.”
My heart lifts and I smile, nodding. “Promise?”
“Promise.”
And with that, we say our goodbyes and hang up.
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