Love Unspoken

Quinn felt like she had a long dream. In the dream, she was a little girl again.

Freya locked her in a storage room. She banged on the door desperately, but no one came to her rescue.

Just as she was on the verge of despair, the closed door slowly opened, and a beam of light shone through the crack. Alexander's tall and majestic figure was bathed in that holy light, and he reached out like a deity, breaking down all her inner defenses.

From that moment on, she became his most devout follower.

Yet when she tried to grasp his hand, everything vanished, and she was plunged back into darkness.

She opened her eyes abruptly, the light above her glaring and dazzling. She gasped for air, the panic from the dream still lingering.

Oliver was sitting in a chair by the bed, his suit jacket casually draped over his left arm. Holding his phone displaying colorful data charts, he said, "You're awake."

Seeing her awake, he stood up and considerately adjusted the head of the hospital bed for her.

Figuring that perhaps Oliver didn't understand sign language, she typed on the phone.

Quinn: [Where's Abigail?]

the mention of Abigail, the troublemaker, Oliver was both helpless and amused. "She went to get your test results. You know, you totally freaked her out when you fainted." Embarrassed, Quinn typed: [Sorry for

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no idea what he's thinking. 'Everyone can tell how much Quinn loves him except for himself. He dotes on his ex-girlfriend right to her face. How

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grabbed his arm at once. "No! Don't tell Dad,

because they were a family. Such a sense of home

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at her and asked, "Really? Do you really find