Love Unspoken

As the conversation unfolded, Alexander and Kyle came into Quinn's view.

Alexander was a picture of sartorial elegance, his brown coat reaching down to his knees, highlighting his long, straight legs.

He cast a fleeting glance at Quinn before his gaze shifted to Abigail, who stood by her side.Quinn averted her eyes, a pang of guilt washing over her.

Her ponytail had unraveled, and stray strands of hair were strewn across her pallid cheeks, resembling marbled etchings on flawless alabaster, disheveled and desolate.Abigail, her brows knitted together, remained silent. Her past encounters had taught her to avoid unnecessary conflicts, especially when

Alexander hadn't provoked her.

In the midst of the palpable tension, Oliver made his way over hastily.Upon sighting Alexander and Quinn, his expression subtly changed.

at Quinn. Only after their departure did Alexander break his silence, "Planning on staying here overnight?"Caught

stood by the car door, poised to open it, Alexander instructed, "You go on ahead." Kyle nodded, closed the car door, and stepped aside to clear the path.Seated in the car, Quinn remained silent. Although no words were exchanged, the atmosphere inside the car was icy. She fiddled with her fingers, anxiety

mixture of delight and apprehension.Juliet was slightly anxious. She wiped her hands on

smile, Juliet stammered, "Ah. Yes, that's right. Don't worry. I won't let it interfere with my work."Quinn bit her lip, her head drooping in embarrassment. She discreetly tugged at Alexander, silently reminding him not to be overly harsh.Alexander disregarded Quinn. His words to Juliet were curt and dismissive, "You can't even walk straight. How can you

ascended the staircase, breezing past the elderly woman.Quinn's hand went limp, a whirlwind of guilt

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vehemently.She gestured, "Wait for me."Juliet opened her mouth, then hesitated, "Never mind. I've grown accustomed to that little shack of mine. It's okay, I'll head back."Tears welled up in Quinn's eyes, her pleading gaze begging as she gestured once more, "Wait for me."'Am I really so useless that I'm unable to keep anyone who matters to me by my side? Surely, there must come a time when fate would

stairs, halting in front of the study. The door was