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.

stood, walked over, and patted her

men. I'm never getting married. Life with me would be happier

to Abigail, whose radiant smile and striking beauty nearly

Why do you want to take me with you?" Quinn

gold? And how could I pass up the chance to stick it to Alexander? No, that's not quite the right way to say it. But between those two reasons, that should be enough, shouldn't

reason. The privileged kid who had raced Alexander in the streets was

continues. Join us for the complete experience all

from growing up together was something far deeper

friends and family of the deceased

the latter reason was the true one. Abigail's dislike for Alexander

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

you. Stay if you want. If

race," Abigail said as she pulled

Quinn found herself outside and, before

helmet on Quinn's head and gunned the engine, tearing