Love Unspoken

Despite the grim circumstances, his thoughts were persistently drawn to the quiet little girl he affectionately referred to as "Dummy." It was a term of endearment that tugged at Quinn's heartstrings. How could she not fall for him after hearing such an affectionate nickname?

In that instant, she surrendered her heart to him completely. He became more essential to her than life itself. Yet, she was acutely aware that his protective instincts were triggered by pity for a "dummy" like her. Her love, she feared, would never blossom or bear fruit.

Her fears were confirmed when he chose Getty over her. The affection he once showered on her was now reserved for another woman. He had found someone else to protect, leaving her perpetually unchosen.

When he moved on, Quinn didn't just lose her lover, but her only friend as well.

Lost in her thoughts, Quinn was oblivious to the flurry of messages from Abigail. Snapping back to reality, she hastily typed a panicked message, "Abigail, don't go. It's dangerous."

Abigail's response was nonchalant, "Don't worry. I've got this in the bag."

Despite Quinn's persistent pleas, Abigail laughed it off, "You give me money? Where would you get any? Forget it. I don't want that jerk's money. Just wait. Once I win this car, I'll get us out of here."

no other choice, Quinn asked for the race's location, determined

family's future. She craved freedom, yearned to grab her sketchpad, drive around the world, and experience everything life had to offer. This was her way of

Quinn wasn't part of her plans. But now, she

"Quinn, stop wasting your time on that jerk. What's he got that's worth your while? Come with me and broaden your horizons. Then you'll see that men are

us for the complete experience

Why spend it pining

She had never ventured beyond Amber Bay. If she was ignorant of the world just outside Amber Bay, how could

soil. In contrast, Abigail was like the

hadn't returned for several days, probably thinking that since Quinn had stopped talking about divorce, he could leave her at home as he wished. In his absence, Quinn didn't have to be on

her, Abigail had driven over bright and early, honking wildly outside the

and opened the door to let Abigail in. Dressed in a sleek black leather jacket, Abigail radiated a dashing

Quinn in a hug. "Missed me much these last