-Elizabeth-
Sitting across from Zayn on the plush couch in Aria's living room, I felt the weight of the universe pressing down on us. The dim light softened the edges of the room, yet my heart felt like it was encased in stone. Zayn's dark circles spoke volumes—a testament to the sleepless nights he'd endured, flitting from city to city in an attempt to piece together this jigsaw puzzle that our families had become.
How had it come to this? I had sat on the brink of discovering something monumental, but knowing the truth about the feud between my father and Zayn revealed layer upon layer of betrayal and loss. Suddenly, I was tangled not just in the drama of my love life, but also in the unfinished business of their past.
My thoughts flickered back to that desperate moment when I learn
