20 June 2020

Hey guys! Sorry for such a long wait, sorry sorry sorry!! The chapter's finally here, and you'll be meeting some old faces! I really hope you like the chapter. Enjoy! ;)

"One is very crazy when in love." - Sigmund Freud

Zayan's POV

When we reach the hospital, I burst into the emergency department while Alayna makes a quick stop to the resident's room to change into her scrubs. We receive many congratulations, and I reply politely to everyone, giving them a small nod.

A nurse rushes over to me, two files in her hands. 'Dr. Zayan, congratulations on your wedding. It's nice to see you. There's a bit of a problem.' She's tense.

I raise an eyebrow. "What is it, Laura?" I ask the E.R. nurse. She's extremely hardworking, and always more than ready to help people.

'We've admitted the patient, Zara Ahmed, to a single-bed room in the E.R. Her husband won't leave her side, and he needs stitches. Zara is in a very fragile state, she's losing a lot of blood and she needs stitches too. The emergency team is working on her, with her husband right there.'

I sigh. "I'll go and check on them."

I head straight to the small room at the end of the E.R, and knock once on the door. Then, I open it and step inside. The patient's bed is crowded by three doctors and three nurses, and they're working on her. One nurse comes over to me.

'Dr. Zayan, congratulations on your wedding. The patient here is a twenty-year old female, Zara Ahmed. She got into a car accident with her husband, the police is on the case. Another vehicle crashed into their car, making them crash into a tree. Miss Ahmed has lost a lot of blood, she's unconscious and clearly in a lot of pain. She will be needing stitches to her forehead, as will her husband. He's right there,' the nurse tells me, pointing to the small chair beside the bed.

Zaid Malik. It's definitely him, in the flesh. It's my first time seeing him. Dad's not on good terms with his father, they used to be good childhood friends. Business rivalry of some sort.

I don't know what's going on with our fathers, but right now, I'm the doctor on their case. Zaid wanted me on the case, and no one else. I'll do my best for them, as I always have with every other patient. I walk over to him.

'Mr. Malik?' I say, clearing my throat.

He breaks out of his trance, and his head turns to me. He stands up, and I can see that his legs are trembling. He gives me a small nod, before pointing to his unconscious wife.

'I'm Dr. Zayan Khan, and I'm the doctor who's been assigned to your case. I heard that you personally wanted me on your case?' I ask, raising an eyebrow before I give an order to one of the trauma doctors.

Zaid nods. "Yes, you might have heard of me. Our fathers... I don't know. I don't care. You.. you need to help me. S-save my wife. And our baby." His voice is trembling.

I place a firm hand on his shoulder, nodding. 'Mr. Malik, please will you go and wait outside in the waiting room? You need stitches, I'll tell a nurse to do them for you. You'll need to wait outside while we examine your wife.'

"Please save her. Please save our baby," he repeats, his brown eyes boring into mine. He looks helpless.

'I'll do my best, Mr. Malik. We all will. How many weeks pregnant is your wife?' I ask her, looking through the file I'm holding.

"Just over seven weeks," he tells me.

'Please go and wait outside. You can see her shortly. You need to get stitches, and then you can see.. Zara, is it?' I ask.

Zaid nods. "Okay, I'm trusting my entire life with you."

His words stab my heart, and I try my best to stay calm and composed. Zara's losing a lot of blood, the doctors are doing their best. She seems to be in a... fragile, but stable state. But I don't know about the baby. I'm more afraid for the baby, than for Zara right now.

Just then, the door bursts open. 'Sorry, I'm late! I'm Dr. Alayna,' Alayna greets Zaid, a small smile on her lips. Then, she looks towards the bed and her face falls.

"Zaid Malik," Zaid replies, his voice clipped. I don't know why, but this guy reminds me of myself.

Alayna rushes towards the bed and starts to help the doctors. Zara's in pain, so she's given an injection to calm her.

"That nurse isn't doing my stitches," Zaid says, his voice clipped.

I turn to look at him, raising an eyebrow. 'I'm sorry?"

"She's not doing my stitches, or Zara's." The nurse looks taken aback.

Alayna looks towards me, giving me her beautiful smile. She comes towards us, placing a gentle hand on my arm for a second. 'I can do your stitches, Mr. Malik? I'll do your wife's right after that. I'm Dr. Alayna, Dr. Zayan's-'

"Yes, I know. You're his wife," Zaid mutters, not taking his eyes off Zara.

'Yes, I'm his wife. We'll take good care of both of you, I promise,' Alayna says to Zaid, her voice filled with care.

He gives her a single nod. "Okay."

I breathe a sigh of relief when Zaid leaves the room with Alayna, agreeing to let her do his stitches. In the meantime, I order every test to be done on Zara. She needs a scan, too. But when she's stopped bleeding.

********

Alayna's POV

"It'll hurt, but not for long. I'm sorry in advance," I say, chuckling at the handsome man sitting in front of me. He's very handsome, but not as handsome as Zayan. No one is.

Zaid rolls his eyes. 'Just get on with it.'

"Of course, Mr. Malik. Zaid. You don't mind me calling you by your first name, do you?" I ask, sheepishly.

He shakes his head.

I start cleaning the blood at the side of his forehead, and then the stitches.

'Zara will be fine, won't she?' Zaid whispers, two minutes later.

The helplessness in his voice, and the scared look in his eyes, breaks my heart.

"We're trying our best, we're doing everything we can," I say, sighing sadly.

'And our baby?' He asks, staring at me.

My heart aches. I have no idea. I don't know how the baby is. Zara's lost a lot of blood. I place a gentle hand on his arm for a short second. "We're doing everything we can for both of them, Zaid."

He nods. 'I know, that's why I came to this hospital. To Dr. Zayan.'

I smile softly. "Yeah, Dr. Zayan's... definitely something."

I'm surprised when Zaid chuckles. 'You both had a grand wedding, it was great. All over the news, the media.'

I flush. "Yeah, I know. Thanks. Your wedding was great, too. Zara looked absolutely gorgeous. Your wedding was everywhere too."

Zaid nods, his eyes filled with sadness. 'She has to be fine. They both have to be fine. They're my entire world.'

I swallow, my heart aching. I want to give him reassuring words, I want to tell him that both his wife and their unborn baby will be fine, but I can't. As a doctor, I can't give false hope about a patient when I have no idea how they are.

"I'm sorry if I'm hurting you," I say softly, finishing up his stitches.

He shakes his head. 'It didn't hurt. Please will you go and see how Zara is? I'm going to stay in the waiting room for a few minutes. It breaks my heart to see her like that.'

"Of course. I'll go and see how she is. You need to rest, Zaid. You're hurt yourself, too."

He shakes his head. 'I can't rest not knowing how she is.'

"I'll go and check on her. I'll be right back," I say gently, walking into the room.

********

I smile when I see that Zayan's doing Zara's stitches himself. She needed stitches on the top of her forehead, by her hairline. He's just finishing up now.

'Dr. Smith? How is she doing?' I ask the senior E.R. physician.

He comes over to me. "Not too well, Dr. Alayna. She's lost a lot of blood, so we're giving her some blood. Thankfully, we had some available at the hospital. The force of her forehead hitting the front of the car made her have a concussion, too. But that's not what we're worried about. Hopefully, she'll start to regain consciousness in some time. We've ran some blood tests, which we're waiting for the results of. I'm worried about the baby."

My heart drops in my chest. 'Haven't you done an ultrasound yet?'

"We have. There's a heartbeat, but it's weak."

Tears fill my eyes for some reason. I know that Zara's my patient, and I shouldn't be getting emotional. I should stay professional, but my heart breaks for her. I really, really want both her and the baby to pull through. If something happens to the baby, I know that it'll break her and Zaid's heart.

'But there's a heartbeat!' I say, trying to stay hopeful.

Zayan walks towards me, placing a gentle hand on my arm. "Alayna, she's lost too much blood. Dr. Smith told me that according to Zaid, when the crash happened, Zara screamed out in pain, clutching her stomach before she fell unconscious. That indicates trauma to her abdomen."

'No, she can't. The baby will be fine,' I say, looking towards Zara's unconscious form on the bed. Even in her fragile state, she's beautiful.

"Let's hope so," Zayan replies.

Five minutes later, the blood results are back. According to Zara's blood levels and in specific her HCG levels, she's still quite pregnant. Her levels are looking great, as they should be at over seven weeks. This gives me a glimmer of hope.

'Zayan, her levels are looking great!' I say with a smile.

Zayan turns to look at me, and nods. "That's a good thing."

I nod. 'I know! I think I should go and talk to Zaid.'

"I'll talk to him," Zayan says, leaving the room.

********

Zayan's POV

Zaid's head shoots up from his hands, and he jumps up from his seat in the waiting room. He looks afraid, very afraid.

'How is she? How's Zara?' He asks, trying to keep his voice calm.

"She's lost a lot of blood, Mr. Malik. She's receiving blood, and she will soon regain consciousness. She's still in a very fragile state, of course, and she will need to be closely monitored for the next few days. We're going to shift her upstairs to the ICU, where we can keep an eye on her," I explain.

'ICU? Why ICU?' He asks, terrified.

"We need to keep a close eye on her at all times, so it would be best if she were shifted to the ICU. You can stay with her during the day. You need to rest, Mr. Malik. You're not in a good state either," I say clearly.

He shakes his head. 'I don't need rest.'

After talking to him for a couple of minutes, Zara's shifted to the ICU. Her and the baby both need to be monitored at all times. The baby's heartbeat isn't looking too good, and anything can happen.

Less than half an hour later, Zara's family reach the hospital, and they're all extremely upset. Me, Alayna and the nurses try our best to console them, but we can't give them any false hope at the same time, because we don't know what will happen.

I inform Zaid that Zara needs to stay at the hospital for at least one week, so that we can take care of her. He agrees right away, but of course not without telling me that he's staying right by her side.

********

Zara regains consciousness at 6am. The nurses have just ran some more blood tests on her, to check her hormone levels. Me and Alayna are with her for a check-up. When she wakes up, she's in a lot of pain, but we're glad she's awake. As soon as she's awake, she asks about her husband.

'Doctor.. how's my husband? How's Zaid?' Her voice is trembling.

Alayna places a gentle hand on her arm and gives her a reassuring smile. "He's absolutely fine, sweetie. He's fine."

Her eyes widen, and her hand goes to her stomach. Tears fill her eyes, and she shakes her head. 'My baby. Is.. how's my baby?'

I step forward. "Zara, please calm down. We're monitoring you and the baby at all times. You're stable. The baby has a weak heartbeat. You need to calm down and not take any stress, for yourself and for your baby. You need to take care of yourself, okay?"

'W-what? Weak heartbeat?' She's shaking.

Alayna looks towards me, looking helpless. She takes a seat on the small chair next to Zara's hospital bed. Right now, Zaid's sitting outside with his family. I told him that we need to examine Zara. A nurse has gone to tell him and the family that Zara has regained consciousness, and that they can see her after we've examined her.

"We're keeping a close eye on you at all times, Zara. You're in safe hands. We're doing everything possible for you and the baby," I say, composed.

Her eyes flicker to me, and I see that they're filled with tears. 'The baby has to be fine,' she says, stifling a sob.

"You can't take stress, lovely. It's not good for you or the baby. We're trying our best, and you need to cooperate. You need to try your best to keep calm and not stress at all. Okay?" Alayna says softly.

She's a great doctor. Very soon, she'll be one of the best doctors I know. Anyone can see how amazing she is at her job. She's full of care and kindness, she loves to help everyone in any way she can. My heart soars looking at her. She's trying to stay strong herself, she's one of the strongest girls I know.

I know how much Zara's case has upset Alayna. But she's trying to stay professional.

'I know my baby will be fine. Okay. I'll try my best to stay strong,' Zara finally says, wiping at her eyes.

I nod, while Alayna grins at her. "Do you want to see your husband? He's outside, with your whole family."

Zara nods. 'Only Zaid, please. I'll see everyone else later.'

"I'll go and get him. Dr. Alayna's here to take care of you, okay?"

Zara nods, giving me the tiniest smile.

I excuse myself, before walking out of the separate room of the ICU. As soon as I step into the waiting room, Zaid jumps to his feet and comes to me.

'Can I see her? Can I see Zara?' He asks, worried.

"Dr. Zayan, how's my daughter? How's Zara?" Zara's mum says with a sob.

'How is she?! Is she okay?!' Her sister-in-law screams.

I raise an eyebrow slightly. They're all talking over each other, clearly worried. "Zara's regained consciousness, and she's asking for you, Zaid. Everyone else can see her after him. She's conscious, but in pain. We've given her painkillers, and ran some more tests. Please, try not to cry in front of her. Stress is the worst thing for her right now. You should all try to cheer her up."

Zaid nods. 'Thank you, Dr. Zayan. I'll go inside to see her." He goes in, leaving me standing with his family.

I look towards his parents, who are visibly upset. Zaid's mother's crying, sitting with Zara's mother and sister. His father's eyes are bloodshot red, he's terrified and afraid. And he's furious, because of the accident. He keeps calling the police to ask if they've found out anything.

Zaid's father seems like a good man. One who cares deeply for his family and puts them before everything. Business does crazy things to people. He used to be very close friends with Dad, but somehow they've turned into business rivals.

He sees me staring at him, and he gives me a small nod. Then, he walks towards me.

He clears his throat, stopping in front of me. 'Zayan, you don't mind if I call you by your name, right?' He asks, his eyes mixed with several emotions.

I shake my head. "Of course not."

'Thank you so much for helping my son and daughter-in-law. You and the rest of the medical team of this hospital has given them the best care. Thank you,' he says softly.

"It's our duty," I explain.

He nods. 'You might have heard about.. me and your father?' He asks me.

I give him a curt nod. "A little."

'Me and your father, we used to be very close childhood friends,' he tells me.

I don't know why he's saying this right now. "I know," I respond.

He places a hand on my shoulder, thanking me again. 'Thanks again, Zayan. So, how did you get my son to get stitches? He can be stubborn,' he asks with a chuckle.

I smirk. "That was all Alayna."

He smiles broadly at me, and I return a small one of my own. 'Dr. Alayna's a great doctor. She's a lovely, kind and caring girl who I can tell would do anything to help her patients. You're a lucky man.'

"I know," I say, my heart racing. I'm definitely lucky. "She's the best," I add.

'You know, Zayan, you remind me of my son in many ways,' Zaid's father says thoughfully, several emotions running through his eyes.

I'm taken aback by this. "Oh, well.. thank you," I reply. I don't know what else to say. This may be my first meeting with him, but he seems like a good man. I don't know what's happened in the past with him and Dad, but he's not a bad person. Neither is Zaid. He cares deeply for his family, for his wife.

'I'll let you get back to work. Say hi to your father from me,' he says, gently.

I nod politely, before walking away. It's been a very long night. Me and Alayna were meant to come back to work from tomorrow morning, but we were working all night. Soon, we're going to head home and get some much needed rest.

But first, I need to check up on a patient in the oncology ward.

********

Alayna's POV

'Who said she's not eating? Hmm? Who said Zara's not eating?!' I ask dramatically, walking into Zara's private ward. My hands are on my hips, and I have a slight pout on my face.

She's sitting up in bed, with Zaid at her side and her mother and sister-in-law on the two chairs at the side of the room.

"Dr. Alayna, thank god you're here! This crazy girl who I call my sister-in-law and best friend, isn't eating. She's not listening to any of us!" Her sister-in-law says, more dramatically than me. Right away, she reminds me of Hanna.

'Why isn't she eating?' I ask, flipping through her charts. It's now 8am, and Zara's looking much better than before. She's still very weak, though, and the baby's heartbeat is also still weak.

"I don't know, ask her!" Her sister-in-law, Hafsa, replies with a pout.

I smile, looking towards Zara. 'What's wrong, sweetie? Why aren't you eating?' I ask, walking towards Zara.

She shakes her head at me. "I'm not hungry," she says sadly.

I look at the tray in front of her and frown. 'Of course you won't be hungry, looking at that colourless soup! It looks like water! Hafsa sweetie? Can you please go to the cafeteria and get Zara some proper food? I wouldn't eat that either!' I say with a chuckle.

Hafsa nods, jumping out of her seat. Zara's mother follows her out. "We'll be right back!"

"Has the nurse done your bloods this morning?" I ask Zara.

She nods. 'Just now.' She has an adorable frown on her face.

I chuckle. "Not a big fan of needles?" I ask her.

She shakes her head. 'I've always hated needles!'

"Dr. Alayna, can you please stay with Zara for a few minutes? I just remembered that her favourite dessert is in the cafeteria, so I'll go and get her some of that," Zaid says.

'Of course!' I say with a smile. He returns the smile and leaves the room after kissing Zara gently on her forehead.

I take a seat on the small chair next to her bed. 'Don't tell anyone, but I'm scared of needles too. I know, I'm a doctor, but I still hate getting injections and blood tests!'

She cracks a smile. "Really?"

'Yes. Zayan, and my sister-in-law Hanna, tease me for it. Hanna's a doctor too, she works in this hospital just like me and Zayan.'

"That's so cute. You and Dr. Zayan. I saw so many pictures and videos of your wedding, on the media," she tells me.

I smile. 'Yeah?'

"Yep. You looked stunning. I loved all your bridal looks, but especially your walima look. And Dr. Zayan... well.... I know I'm married, and I know he's your husband, but he looked damn fine," she whispers.

I burst into a laughing and coughing fit at the same time. And that's the exact moment when my dear husband decides to walk in.

Zayan strolls in, a knowing gleam in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. Those lips...

Alayna! You're at work! You're at the hospital! Stop thinking like this. But...

The guy even looks gorgeous in scrubs. Damn.

'Good morning, Zara. How are you feeling this morning?' He asks politely, the smirk still on his lips.

She flushes bright red as she looks at me. I bite my lip to control my laughter, but it doesn't work. Zayan looks towards me and raises an eyebrow. 'Dr. Alayna, is everything okay?'

Damn, I love when he calls me 'doctor'.

It takes me a while to compose myself. I look towards Zara, and she's laughing too. It makes me smile. I'm glad she's cheered up a little.

"Dr. Zayan, everything's perfect. Thank you," I say, biting my lip.

His gaze falls to my lips, and he quickly clears his throat. 'Zara, your blood reports are looking great. Your HCG levels are continuing to rise at the right speed, your hormone levels are looking good. However, I heard you're not eating?'

She shakes her head quickly. "Zaid's gone to grab some food. With Mum and Hafsa. I'll eat."

I grin. She's afraid of him. Everyone is. Afraid or nervous.

'Good. You must eat properly. For yourself, and for the baby. Okay?' He says gently.

She nods and smiles at him. "Okay, doctor."

Zayan turns to me. 'Ready to go, Alayna?'

I nod. "Yes, I'm ready." I stand up.

Zara surprises me by grabbing my hand. I turn to her with a gentle smile.

'Are you going home?' She asks me sadly.

I nod, smiling harder. "Yes, sweetie. I'll be back tomorrow morning, though. Take care of yourself and the baby, okay?"

She nods. 'I will. Thank you, Dr. Alayna. You too, Dr. Zayan.'

Zayan too tells Zara to take care of herself and eat properly, for herself and for the baby. We leave a few minutes later after talking to Zaid and her family. Zara's family are all lovely. Especially Zaid. He won't leave her side for a single second. He's so caring, just like Zayan.

********

It's almost 9am when we reach home that morning. Me and Zayan are both absolutely exhausted, but we have breakfast with our family. Hanna's gone to work, she starts at 9am. Over breakfast, we tell them all about the previous night, and about Zara and Zaid.

'I'm glad to hear she's in a stable state now,' Aunty says with a sad smile.

I nod. "She is, thankfully. She lost so much blood, but she's doing okay. The baby's doing okay too."

'And how's Zaid?' Uncle asks a few seconds later.

Zayan speaks. "He's fine, Dad. Very upset and worried, but he's fine."

Uncle nods. 'He's a good lad.'

We nod. "He is."

It looks like Uncle wants to say something, I feel as though he wants to tell us the story of how he became rivals with Zaid's father. They used to be very close in childhood, they were great friends. I feel as though they care for each other even today.

After breakfast, we quickly excuse ourselves and head to our room. We're both super tired, and we just about manage to change into our pyjamas and get into bed. As soon as my head hits the pillow, I'm out.

********

It's almost 2pm when we wake up, and when we do, neither of us want to get out of bed. We're both being lazy.

'We should get up now, it's time for lunch,' I say, yawning. I'm not really tired anymore, but my laziness is making me yawn.

"Hmm, no," Zayan replies, closing his eyes again. He surprises me by pulling me in towards his hard, muscular body.

I blush deep scarlet as I playfully hit him on the chest. 'Why no? Are you planning on spending the whole day in bed?' I tease.

He opens his eyes and turns towards me. His eyes are gleaming with mischief. "Maybe. Do you want to spend the whole day in bed, Alayna?" He murmurs quietly.

I feel a delicious current travel through my entire body. Yes. I'd love to stay right here with him all day long. I'd love to.

'We should go downstairs. Aunty and Uncle must be wondering when we'll wake up,' I say with a laugh.

He shakes his head, his eyes boring into mine. "Dad went to work after breakfast. I told Mum not to call us downstairs for lunch. Are you hungry?" He asks me.

I shake my head. 'Not at all. Just lazy. I need a shower to wake me up.'

He smirks. "Then let's continue being lazy," he suggests.

I raise an eyebrow, facing him. 'Dr. Zayan wants to be lazy? Dr. Zayan?!' I ask, dramatically.

He chuckles. "I want to stay right here, with my beautiful wife," he whispers into my ear.

I groan internally, fighting the urge to pull him towards myself, pull him so tight so that it's impossible to tell us apart.

He looks so handsome right now. So hot. His dark brown hair is tousled, messy. His blue-brown eyes have darkened, and they're looking right at me. His lips are once again pulled into his signature smirk.

He takes his right hand to his hair, running his fingers through it. His biceps flex with the movement, and I'm staring shamelessly. He has huge biceps.

I sit up, shaking my head to remove the thoughts that are starting to enter my mind. Crazy thoughts. Very crazy thoughts.

'I'll go and grab you some fresh clothes. Go and take a shower, I'll take one after you,' I say, blushing. I'm blushing at my thoughts.

Thoughts of Zayan, shirtless.

He sits up, too. He cocks his head to the side, raising an eyebrow at me. "Or we could take one together," he offers.

I turn beet red from head to toe. He's crazy! I smack his arm and jump out of bed, blushing profusely. His crazy suggestion really isn't helping the thoughts that are already in my mind.

Now, new thoughts are starting to enter my mind. Thoughts of us together in the shower.

Oh, my god. 'You're crazy!' I laugh, standing beside the bed.

He gets out of bed and throws me a sexy grin. Then, he takes a hand to the back of his neck and removes his t-shirt.

He stands near me, shirtless and gorgeous. I can't take my eyes off his muscular form. He has the best body I've ever seen. He has a damn six-pack. He has the biggest biceps, broad shoulders and narrow hips. His pyjama pants are hanging low on his waist, and I can see the V-shape..

"Like what you see?" He murmurs, his eyes dark and hooded.

I swallow, rooted to the spot. 'Go and shower,' I whisper, my voice rough.

He walks towards me, and my heart starts hammering loudly in my chest. He stops right in front of me, smirking at my flushed expression.

I feel my legs go weak at the sight of him. He's the epitome of perfection. He's so sexy, it hurts. He looks like a chiselled Greek god.

How is he mine?

All mine.

I can't believe that he loves me. Zayan loves me. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. My eyes roam over his perfection. My gaze falls on the small scar just below his chest, and it brings back the worst memories. My heart feels full with sadness as I remember that dreadful day. Seeing the bullet scar on his perfect torso tells me that he loves me.

Instinctively, my fingertips graze the scar, and I feel Zayan tense. Then, I place a trembling hand on his chest. On his beating heart.

'How are you real?' I mumble quietly.

His smirk transforms into a breathtaking smile. He places his large, warm hand over mine on his chest. "I'm real, I promise," he says gently.

I take a deep breath. 'Good. Sometimes I don't believe that you're real, that you're my husband. I don't know why I'm saying this suddenly, but I really want you to know that no matter how busy we are, with work or whatever, I really appreciate you so much Zayan. You mean so, so much to me.'

His eyes brighten up, and he swallows hard. "Alayna, this means the world to me."

You mean the world to me, I want to tell him. I want to tell him exactly how I feel. And I will, but at the right time.

'Can you believe it's been a month? Since the wedding,' I ask him, chuckling softly.

His smile broadens. "It's been the best month of my life."

'Mine too,' I tell him honestly. Then, I hold his hand. 'Zayan, promise me you'll never leave me?' I don't know why I'm suddenly asking him something like this.

His eyes soften, and he gently kisses my forehead. "I promise, Alayna. I can never leave you. You mean the world to me. How can I leave my world?"

My eyes tear up at his words. They tug at my heart. I look up at him, gazing into his dazzling depths.

Then, I surprise him and myself by leaning up and kissing him softly. So softly.

I kiss him gently, his lips soft against mine. He's taken aback for a second, but not longer. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me flush against his hard body. He kisses me back, just as gently. Like I'm going to break.

I want to kiss him forever. He's so amazing, and I love the feel of being in his arms, being so close to him.

I break the kiss a few seconds later, and he caresses my face gently, smiling. 'Have I told you that I love you?' He whispers.

My heart.

He already has my heart, but every time he says sweet things to me, I feel as though he's stealing it away from me again.

I can't control the silly smile that makes its way into my face. I blush hard, biting my lip. "Maybe once or twice."

He laughs, wrapping his arms around me and engulfing me in his warm hug. I close my eyes and savour the hug, holding him close. Words cannot describe what I've begun to feel for this man. He's starting to mean the world to me.

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Hey guys! How are you all doing? I hope you're good and healthy? Keeping safe in the pandemic?

So, how was the chapter? You meet Zara and Zaid in this chapter! What did you think of their meeting with Zayan and Alayna?

What was your favourite part of this chapter?

And what do you think will happen next?

Please point out any grammatical mistakes guys, the chapter is unedited and I'm sure there will be plenty of mistakes!

Question: What's your morning routine?

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