Zayn’s POV
The moment our eyes met, Alina’s face lit up with a bright smile.
But something didn’t sit right. Why the hell was Elias here?
“You’re finally here,” she said, her voice oddly cheerful as I walked closer.
Elias’s gaze snapped to mine, his eyes widening. He was just as shocked as I was.
“What’s going on?” I asked, my tone tight with confusion.
“I invited you both here because I want to talk,” she said, lips curving into a calm smile that only deepened my unease. “Elias, you’ve always had so much to say about Zayn. Well, he’s here now. Say it to his face.”
My heart stuttered.
Did she see the video Elias sent her? I deleted it—she couldn’t have. Damn it. This isn’t good.
Elias took a step forward, his voice steady but laced with disgust. “Alina, he isn’t good for you. This
