Love Unspoken

The question she asked last night clearly hit him hard. She stared at the sky, fighting back tears. No wonder Alexander could brush her off so easily; she was just too easy to appease. Kyle took her to a busy restaurant, popular with couples. He led her to an empty table by the window. "Quinn, Alexander will join you after his meeting. Just hang tight," he said. Quinn nodded and smiled.

Kyle didn't stay long. After a brief exchange with the restaurant's manager, he took his leave.

Seated by the window, Quinn found herself captivated by the dazzling neon lights and towering buildings that stood out against the night sky. The restaurant was alive with the hum of lively conversation.

A burst of laughter and commotion drew her attention to a proposal happening nearby. She turned to watch the spectacle.

The entire restaurant was caught up in the celebration, cheering, shouting, and even letting out high-pitched screams of joy for the couple.

The woman, overwhelmed by the moment, covered her mouth as tears flowed freely down her cheeks.

The man took her hand and slipped a diamond ring onto her finger. Amidst the chorus of congratulations, they held each other tightly.

Quinn couldn't help but smile at the scene.

They were so fortunate to be able to openly express their love for each other.

Quinn's finger was devoid

day, Kaitlyn scoffed, "What's the point of a ceremony for a dummy? She'll

preoccupied. He simply

had been

gifts-clothes, shoes, extravagant jewelry-but never a ring. To him, symbols of love were not to be

to the office, Alexander

through her phone in her cubicle, the

Alexander,"

a document from his desk and quickly scanning through it

return, and with a glance towards Kyle, she asked, "Why are

mouth, seemingly wanting to remind Alexander of something. But noticing Alexander engrossed in his paperwork, he silently retrieved a box from his coat and placed

box. She arched an eyebrow and was about to reach for it when

she asked,

or even glance in her direction. He simply tucked the box into his breast pocket before returning his attention to the documents. His indifference irked Getty. She immediately knew that