Love Unspoken

Quinn's tenacity prevailed, her hand firmly pressing the phone into Juliet's grasp.

With tear-streaked cheeks, Juliet found herself unable to resist any further, accepting the device with a reluctant nod.

"I never envisaged you standing by my side," Juliet murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.A pang of emotion swept through Quinn as she clasped Juliet's hand in her own. Their bond was forged from the shared experience of abandonment, both forsaken by those they held dear.

Quinn had never anticipated finding solace in the company of a grey-haired elder, especially when everyone else had deserted her. They were divided by years, yet their solitude united them. Indeed, the human experience of loneliness was universal.

Quinn's gaze swept across their surroundings. Despite attempts at waterproofing, the shack was damp, the moisture seeping into their bedding, rendering it sodden and inhospitable.

Suddenly, an idea sparked in Quinn's mind, a way to assist Juliet. Rising to her

meeting, Alexander glanced at his phone, noticing her incoming call. He promptly raised a

at the message in silence for a moment. Quinn had never asked him for anything in all the years they'd known each other. This was a first. Without a moment's hesitation, Alexander replied with

not one to retain superfluous staff, yet this presented an opportunity to bring Juliet back under the pretense of hiring help. After all, Alexander wouldn't be there

surprise flitted across Juliet's face. She had only met Quinn twice recently, yet she had never seen her this elated."Ah, is that okay?" Juliet asked,

them, "We're married."A content smile graced Juliet's face, "I knew it!

like you."The smile on Quinn's lips waned slightly, but she managed to maintain her cheerful façade. 'Sure, he likes me, just as one likes cats and dogs. Visiting Juliet would make her like me. Modeling for Abigail would make her like me. A person can like many, but

onto Quinn's face, Juliet deftly changed the subject, "Nevertheless, Quinn, at