Cptr 3 Flashback of aly&Saif
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The moment I stepped out of the college building, I saw at least six girls surrounding Saif.
Laughing.
Flirting.
Trying desperately to get his attention.
And there he stood — calm, effortless, dangerously attractive without even trying.
The worst part?
He wasn’t stopping them.
A sharp sting of jealousy twisted inside me.
Before I could stop myself, I marched straight toward them.
“Okay, enough. Move.”
The girls looked at me in shock as I practically shooed them away from him.
I folded my arms across my chest and glared at Saif, waiting for some kind of reaction.
Anything.
But he simply ignored me, got inside the car, started the engine, and honked once.
Right.
That was apparently my cue to get in.
I rolled my eyes angrily before opening the passenger door and sliding into the seat beside him.
The drive was painfully silent.
Again.
Saif kept his eyes fixed on the road while I sat there waiting for him to finally explain himself.
Instead, he drove us to the one place I never thought we’d return to again.
Our place.
The small park near our old school where we had spent almost every evening growing up.
Saif Pov
Dropping Aly back at college had been necessary.
She was stubborn enough to throw away something important for emotions, and I couldn’t let her ruin her future because of me.
Not when I loved her.
Not when she deserved better than the mess my life had become.
I had missed her every single day.
But loving her also meant staying away from her.
I knew what I had to do.
I had to tell her I was leaving again.
This time for good.
After faking my death, everyone believed I was gone. The inheritance meant for me was divided differently, and for a while, I thought things would finally settle.
I thought my sister would stop hurting people for money.
I was wrong.
When she discovered I was alive, she threatened the only innocent soul left in our family.
Haya.
My elder sister’s daughter.
The child I loved more than my own life.
If the inheritance stayed the way it was, Haya would receive most of it when she grew older, and my sister couldn’t accept that. Greed had already destroyed her long ago.
She had once tried to kill me for the same reason.
That was when I realized disappearing was the only way to protect everyone.
Including Aly.
Especially Aly.
I never told her the truth because I wanted her far away from my darkness.
But seeing her today…
The way jealousy flashed in her eyes when those girls surrounded me…
The way she looked at me like I was still hers…
It destroyed every wall I had built around myself.
I parked near the old bench by the park.
For a few seconds, neither of us spoke.
I looked at her sitting there quietly, and memories hit me all at once.
The old Aly would sit here kicking her legs while arguing with me about absolutely everything.
Now she sat with grace and silence that somehow hurt me more.
God, I loved this girl.
Enough to ruin myself for her.
But that was exactly why I needed to walk away.
I sat beside her, leaving distance between us deliberately.
Immediately, hurt flashed across her face.
I hated myself for it.
Still, I forced the words out.
“I’m not here to give explanations, Aly.”
She stared at me silently.
“I built a life for myself away from all this. I’m taking Haya and Aram with me. After everything that happened, they deserve peace… a better life.”
I could already see tears filling her eyes.
One more second and I’d lose control completely.
Then she spoke.
“Did you even think about what your family went through?” her voice cracked. “What your friends went through? What I went through?”
I clenched my jaw tightly.
“People move on, Aly,” I said coldly. “And you need to move on too. I’m leaving, and I don’t owe anyone explanations.”
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
“Who are you to explain anything to?”
The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them.
But Aly looked shattered.
“Who am I?” she whispered.
Then suddenly all her pain broke free at once.
“I’m the person who prayed every single day for you to come back!” she cried. “I’m the one who broke apart thinking you were dead! I missed you every second, Saif!”
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
“And I love you, damn it!”
Silence.
The world stopped.
Aly collapsed onto her knees, crying so hard it physically hurt to watch.
Every instinct inside me screamed to hold her.
To tell her I loved her too.
To never leave again.
Instead, I forced myself to step back.
But before I could walk away, she grabbed my hand.
The next thing I knew, she pulled me toward her and kissed me.
And God…
I lost.
Every ounce of control disappeared the moment I kissed her back.
All the years apart.
All the pain.
All the love we never spoke about.
It crashed into us at once.
For those few moments, nothing else existed except her.
Then reality returned like a punch to the chest.
I pulled away abruptly.
Aly looked at me breathlessly, heartbreak and hope both visible in her eyes.
And because I needed her to hate me enough to let me go…
I said the cruelest thing I could.
“This was a mistake.”
The pain on her face nearly destroyed me.
But I still turned around and walked away.
Promising myself I would never come back again.
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