Getting on to the chapter.I am hardly getting time. 😆
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"Whose Mrs. Lincoln. Zain?" I asked. Of course, I shouled ask! I am not the one that's gonna be kept in dark. Nuh-uh.
"Do you remember your cheapster's words?"
"Cheapster?"
"Jose." Oh..
"I don't know."
"He said something about Leila." Oh, Leila. "Mrs. Lincoln is Leila. Leila Lincoln."
"She's married?"
"Was. She's divorced."
"And you and her.. you were.."
"It's nothing like that, Aaliya." Oh my god! I am gonna cry! No baby! You can't cry! Not in front of freakin' bodyguards! You're not gonna let him know you are affected by this crap, are you? You're strong, independant and awfully ugly. You can handle this. Take a deep, breath.
"I'm sorry." Unfortunately, taking deep breaths doesn't help. Pools of tears form in my eyes and Zain reaches up for my cheek.
"Shh.. baby. Please don't cry." I shift to his lap. Hmm, the only place that I can find solace in. Leila was the girl Zain had fallen in love with. Just the way we are RIGHT now, they were like this, too. The thought makes me cry harder, into his neck. I can't picture this. I've never seen Leila, and I'm not planning to do so anytime soon.
"Did you.. Did you love her?" I asked not raising my head from his chest. I can't look at the hurt look in his eyes, no!
"No! Never!" He makes me raise my head by gently cupping my face, "I didn't love her, Aaliya. I loathed her. She is past, Aaliya. You are my present, and if you like and wish to, are my future too. I love you, Aaliya. I won't forget myself if I hurt you. Please, trust me."
"Is she?"
"Yes. She's not sane."
"Not sane?"
"No. She's in a mental assylum. Dr. Flynn, the one who helps me, is looking after her." Helps him? In what? Is he sick?
"Are you sick?"
"No. You wish me to be?"
"No. Hell no." I hug him tighter, sobbing every now and then. "You said he helps you, didn't you? In what does he help you. Zain?"
"Things." My heart constricts, another bad memory. My subconscious looks up from her Fault In Our Stars by John Green and shakes her head at me. Oh god! I've really messed up this time!
"You don't have to tell me, Zain."
"No! You have the right to know. I'll tell you when we've reached home. When we don't have an audience, perhaps." Shit! I'm sitting on Zain's lap and Taylor is probably staring at my behind thinking what actually am I trying to do.
"I'm so sorry."
Shit! My ma'am is back!
Why don't they lemme right??
I'll ask Naina to send pms.
Bye till then! 😃
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