Fell For A Stranger

-:Chapter 18:-

  ZAYAN

Sam called me to collect the wood for the fireplace. I collected the wood with Sam and
when I was returning, I watched Sarah and Yasir from afar, my heart sank as they embraced, their bodies pressed close together. They look serious.
As I stood there, hidden from their site, I saw Sarah gently touch Yasir's cheek, her fingers lingering as if she was trying to comfort him. Her eyes were locked onto his, filled with an intensity that made my heart ache. She leaned in closer, whispering something in his ear, her lips almost brushing against his skin. Yasir's expression softened, and he placed his hand over hers, holding it against his cheek.
I felt like a pit had opened up in my stomach, like all the air had been sucked out of the environment.
I tried to remind myself that Sarah was free to see whomever she wanted, that she was not obligated to me in any way.
But still, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of anger, a sense of betrayal that she would be hugging Yasir like that after our kiss.
I watched them intently, trying to read their body language, trying to understand the nature of their relationship.
My mind raced with questions and doubts. Was this really just a joke? Or was there something more between them? The sight of them so close, so intimate, made my blood boil. I could feel the jealousy and frustration bubbling up inside me, threatening to spill over.
I can feel my anger rising within me, my thoughts swirling with frustration and jealousy.
What is she doing? My fists clenched in anger. She said she was just joking around with Yasir, but now they're hugging like that? What's going on?I felt a sense of desperation well up inside of me, a desire to go over there and rip him away from her, to claim her as my own.
But I knew that I couldn't do that. I couldn't let my jealousy and possessiveness take over.
I had to control myself, to hold back the raging beast inside of me.
As I walked, I tried to calm myself down, to reason with myself.
"Sarah has every right to see whoever she wants," I said to myself, over and over again.
"She's not my girlfriend, she's not my property. She is a free woman, free to make her own choices."
But still, the jealousy burned inside of me, a hot coal that threatened to consume me.
My mind raced with questions, and my heart was heavy with doubt and uncertainty. I storm through the campsite, my face a mask of anger and frustration.

"Zayan, what's wrong?" Alina asks with concern.
"I'm fine".

I storm away from Alina, my mind still full of rage and confusion.

Sarah, what are you doing with him? Did he declare his undying love while you wrapped your arms around him like that? The very thought of her being with Yasir twists my heart with a painful ache.
The questions swirled in my mind like a cyclone, the doubts and fears threatening to pull me under.
"Why is Sarah hanging out with Yasir?" I wondered. "Is there something going on between them?"
"And what about her fears, her hesitations? Are they all just an act, a way to keep me at arm's length?"
"Can I trust Sarah? Do I really know her at all, or is she just a mystery wrapped in a riddle?"
The answers eluded me, like ghosts in the darkness.
As I meander through the dense forest, my frustration simmering just beneath the surface, I unexpectedly find myself in a sunlit clearing. Golden beams of sunlight filter through the vibrant green leaves, casting intricate patterns on the ground below.

I let out a heavy sigh, feeling the tight knot of anger gradually loosening within me. What am I doing? I ponder, finally allowing my chaotic thoughts to settle into a clearer understanding. Sarah is a grown woman, confident and capable. She has every right to make her own choices, even if it leaves my heart feeling so heavy.

But even as I try to reason with myself, my heart is still heavy with uncertainty and doubt.
Maybe I'm just reading too much into things, my thoughts still swirling with confusion.
As the day wears on, I find myself back at the campsite, my anger still simmering just beneath the surface.