ZAIN Silence stretched between them, heavy and suffocating. Patricia swallowed hard, fighting to hold back tears. "I deserve more than being someone's distraction, Zain," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I deserve someone who looks at me the way you look at her." "I know," he said, his voice breaking. "You deserve everything. I'm so sorry, Patricia." She stood abruptly, grabbing her coat. "I hope she’s worth it," she said, her voice sharp with hurt. "Because you've lost me." Zain watched her walk away, the weight of guilt pressing down on him. He didn’t stop her. He couldn't. Because even though it hurt to lose Patricia, it would have hurt more to keep lying to her—and to himself. That night, Zain sat in his car, staring into the dark, wondering how he could love someone who wou

