Love Unspoken

"Enough!" Oliver's patience had reached its limit. "Will you ever cease these games?"

"I assure you, this is no game. Are you joining me or not?" Abigail was already perched precariously on the ledge, her gaze dropping to the dizzying height below. An involuntary shiver ran down her spine. Truth be told, she lacked the bravery to make the leap, but she was confident that this ploy would succeed with Oliver.

"Fine, fine, I'm on my way!" Genuine concern laced Oliver's voice. "Just step down from there, will you?"

Abigail's laughter echoed in the air, a playful sound, as she gracefully descended from the windowsill. "Hurry up, I'll await your report."

"You truly are a piece of work..." Oliver sighed, resigned to the fact that he could never resist his sister's whims.

Once he ended the call, Oliver offered an apology to his client before setting off towards Alexander's residence.

The gate of the villa was firmly closed, offering no glimpse of what lay beyond the confines of his car. He exited the vehicle and pressed the doorbell, but the silence from within was deafening.

Just as he was about to head back, a message from Abigail appeared on his phone screen, revealing the code to Alexander's door lock.

Oliver studied the string of numbers for a moment, wrestling with his conscience. Was he truly about to trespass?

His hesitation was fleeting, however, and he punched in the gate code. The door obediently swung open at his command.

Upon entering the villa, Oliver refrained from venturing upstairs. Instead, he called out several times from the ground floor.

when a faint

whether it was merely his imagination playing tricks on him and strained his ears,

and this time, he was

followed the sound, eventually coming to a halt in front of a door.

The room remained silent.

more times and

you in

Oliver's voice seemed distant, but she recognized that someone

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state. Initially, she had dismissed it as a hallucination. In an attempt to reach out to the voice, she

to

barely audible, and Oliver hesitated before asking, "Quinn,

tap echoed

Then, a second.

third tap

fetched a chair from within the house and used it to break the door lock. With the lock shattered, the door creaked open

door open with some effort, Oliver was met with

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