Love Unspoken

Quinn found herself at a loss for words, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. Her concern for Abigail was palpable, and she couldn't shake the feeling of unease at the thought of her friend racing. Abigail, seemingly oblivious to Quinn's worry, exhaled deeply and flopped down onto the sofa. She grabbed an orange from the coffee table and turned to Quinn, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Have you told him about the pregnancy?" she asked.

Quinn's breath hitched, and she shook her head, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Why haven't you told him?" Abigail probed.

Quinn's mind flashed back to the past, to the fear that he would demand she terminate the pregnancy as he had done before. She swallowed hard, her throat tight.

"How do you plan to keep the baby a secret if you don't divorce him?" Abigail asked, casually tossing the orange in her hand.

Quinn remained silent, her mind a blank canvas, offering no answer.

"Do you want to leave him?" Abigail asked again.

Quinn's fingers clenched the fabric of her clothes, her heart torn. Even if she left with Abigail, she would still be dependent on another person, not herself. That was no real change.

She felt ill-equipped to wander the world alone, which made Abigail's offer all the more tempting.

walked over, and patted her

never getting married. Life with me would be happier than staying with

whose radiant smile and striking beauty nearly

want to take me with you?" Quinn

heart of gold? And how could I pass up the chance to stick it to Alexander? No, that's not quite the

disdain for Alexander was not without reason. The privileged kid who had raced Alexander in the streets

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wasn't romantic, the bond formed from growing

tragedy, he was the only survivor, and the friends and family of the deceased

latter reason was the true

out of here for revenge. That's not who I am. I just see you as a friend, plain and simple." Quinn's gaze flickered. She looked at Abigail and hesitated to make another

"It's up to you. Stay if you want. If you decide to leave, I'm right here,

race," Abigail said as she pulled Quinn out

Quinn found herself outside and,

on Quinn's head and gunned the engine,