Love Unspoken

The owner sighed sympathetically, pushing the bowl closer to Quinn. "Eat it while it's hot; it tastes better that way."

Quinn wiped her tears and managed a weak smile. She picked up her fork and began to eat, her actions revealing a hunger that suggested she hadn't eaten in days. Tears continued to fall, mixing with the spaghetti in her bowl. The Spaghetti shop was run by a middle-aged couple who had lost a child in a traffic accident years ago.

Since then, they dedicated their lives to their shop, occasionally offering free meals to those in need as a way to honor their child's memory.

Quinn stayed in the shop throughout the afternoon, lingering there even as night fell. Observing her, the woman turned to her husband with concern. "This poor child seems so lost. Don't you think she has nowhere to go?"Her husband speculated quietly, "She's mute, probably came this way to look for work."

As the evening ended and the last customers departed, the owner's wife approached Quinn gently. "Sweetheart, where's your home?"

Quinn shook her head, her expression somber. She'd been without a home since she was five.

With a kind sigh, the woman offered, "If you've nowhere to go, why not stay and help out around here? We have a storage room you can sleep in. Just help with dish washing and a bit of cleaning during the day." Quinn looked at her in surprise.

smiled wryly. "Mind you, we don't make much here,

expressing her gratitude through gestures. The woman looked at Quinn thoughtfully, her gaze distant. "If my daughter were still here, she'd be around your age," she mused. Quinn lowered her gaze,

a metal frame bed that

come looking for her,, she might just stay here until the baby was

and then the upstairs bedroom, but found no sign of her. As Alexander checked each unopened door, his unease

there, which slightly softened his expression. Back in the living room, he pulled out his phone and called his assistant, "Find out where

the adventure continues. Join us for the complete

missing?" the

a deep drag, and his expression

assistant quickly agreed and ended