Love Unspoken

Quinn had little to take with her. She left behind the material possessions that Alexander had lavished upon her without a second thought. With a simple suitcase in hand, she stepped out of the grand entrance of the villa. She cast a final glance at the home she had shared with Alexander for the past three years. Then, without looking back, she walked away.

Lost and unsure of where to go, she wandered aimlessly along the road outside the villa, enveloped by the darkness of the night.

'He gave me two weeks,' she thought to herself. 'What is he trying to prove?'

'Is he trying to show me that I can't live without him?' she pondered.

Penniless and without a destination, Quinn found herself in the exact predicament Alexander had predicted. Without him, she was homeless.

She didn't know how long she walked, but as the night deepened and the temperature dropped, she wrapped her arms around herself, shivering in the cold.

Eventually, she found herself at a well-lit underpass that sheltered several people. They had each claimed a spot for themselves, each engrossed in their own world.

After a moment's hesitation, Quinn chose a spot farther away from them. She crouched down, hugging her suitcase against the cold, hard wall.

The people seemed to sense her presence, casting curious glances in her direction. Quinn curled up tighter, avoiding their gazes.

penny, or idle gangsters. Among them were two such gangsters, better dressed than the rest, each with

kept her head down, trying her

by the strong odor of cigarettes and the stench of unwashed sweat. Their bad breath was palpable as they spoke. "Come on, we're not the

someone who'd

squeezing her space so tightly that Quinn started to struggle for breath. She abruptly stood, attempting to leave, but one of the gangsters yanked

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heart pounded in her chest, and Quinn felt a cold sweat break

not

and reached out to touch her face, but Quinn turned her head away, dodging the touch. The man meant to be playful but was surprised by her reaction. "Are you really

at the gangster with a pale face that was

in the gangster's eyes. They were taken aback by such a pretty woman coming to stay at such a

a glance, their

this will be easy,' they thought to

so cold here," the first one coaxed, "let's