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,

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

snapped to Abigail, whose radiant smile

me? Why do you want to take me with

resist helping a beauty in distress with my heart of gold? And how could I pass up the chance to

who had raced Alexander in the streets was none other than Abigail's

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their connection wasn't romantic, the bond formed from growing up together was something far deeper than any ordinary

he was the only survivor, and the friends and family of the deceased needed someone to bear the brunt of their

finally admitted to herself that the latter reason was the true

"Don't overthink it. I'm not offering to get you out of here for revenge. That's not who I am. I just

you. Stay if you want. If you decide

Abigail said as

Quinn found herself outside and, before

head and gunned the engine, tearing off