Love Unspoken

Abigail's smile softened as she grasped Quinn's hand, "I'm sorry, I really wanted you to come. I didn't mean to block you." She paused, looking intently at Quinn. "Since you're here, that means I'm more important to you than Alexander, right?" Quinn nodded, still catching her breath.

"Alright, I'll add you back, okay?" Abigail said, pulling out her phone to re-add Quinn. She then quickly changed the subject. "So, are you still going to VX Games?"

Quinn nodded again without hesitation.

"There, we're friends on WhatsApp again! But we can't have you going out like this. Hang on, I'll grab you some clothes," Abigail said, fetching something more appropriate for Quinn to wear.

The clothes were casual and a bit loose on Quinn, but they were fine given her height.

Once dressed, Abigail took Quinn to VX Games on her bike. They explained their visit at the reception and were directed to the marketing department.

Ellis greeted them warmly, but the atmosphere shifted when they noticed Getty already there.

She was lounging back in her chair, examining her freshly manicured nails. "Ellis, is this the person you said wanted to cosplay Lunar?" Getty asked, looking up. "Exactly," Ellis replied with enthusiasm, "You see, Getty, you and Quinn have different styles. If you were to cosplay as Lark, that would be amazing."

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cosplaying as Lunar, it would complicate things, as Quinn would then have no

and whispered confidentially, "She's the top spender on our server, and Alexander

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the revelation, raising her voice deliberately. "The top spender, huh? Alexander sure knows how to spend money, doesn't he?

and Getty's face drained of color. She stood up abruptly, shooting a furious glare at Abigail. Quinn discreetly tugged at Abigail's sleeve, silently pleading for her to ease up. The wound on her head from their last encounter

the murmurs, someone

she just said, his wife

knows? People in their

couple of deep breaths to calm herself and sat

Getty and

the rising tension, gently pulled at Abigail's hand and nodded towards the door, signaling

might have stepped aside if someone else wanted the role, but not for Getty. She refused to back down now. "How much has she spent on your