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The Look She Tried to Hide

Author: Ameerah ZB
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-26 23:11:35

Edrick’s POV

I just sat there for a moment, staring at the screen long after Adrian ended the call. My fingers were still curled around the phone, stiff, like my hand refused to move. My chest felt tight. My father. Unconscious. Everything inside me twisted with worry, fear, and anger all mixed together.

I was still trying to gather myself when I heard her soft steps.

Aria walked back into the room with a small towel in her hand, drying her hair. Her smile hit me first. Warm. Bright. Effortless. It almost knocked the air out of my lungs because I knew within the next few seconds, that smile would disappear.

“Why do you look like that?” she asked and walked closer. “Everything okay?”

I swallowed. “You should get ready. We are leaving.”

She froze. “Leaving? Leaving where?”

“The island.” My voice sounded rough. “The honeymoon here is over.”

“Oh.” She blinked, a tiny smile forming again. “So we are going to continue with the Europe trip? The tour you talked about?”

A heavy feeling sank de
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