– Alina’s POV
I knew I should have left the cinema the moment he walked out.
That would’ve been my chance, my escape.
But I didn’t move.
I sat there, frozen, my fingers brushing over my lips where his kiss still lingered. It felt like my whole body was holding its breath, waiting for something I couldn’t name. Every sensible thought screamed for me to go, to end this madness before it swallowed me whole… but my heart refused to listen.
Because deep down, I didn’t want to leave.
I wanted to stay. I wanted him.
When he finally returned, the air shifted. His steps were heavier, his face more guarded. There was something different about him, a shadow that clung to his expression. He looked like a man carrying the weight of bad news but refusing to let it break him.
“What’s wrong?” I as
