Love Unspoken

Quinn's teeth ground together in a grimace, the pain washing the color from her face as she ceased her struggle. Alexander did not press further.

He observed Quinn until she was utterly motionless before relinquishing his hold on her. She slid off the desk, crumpling onto the floor, her hands protectively cradling her stomach.

She dared not move, for every slight shift brought a wave of excruciating pain that pierced her heart."Consider my proposal," his voice echoed from above. He pivoted to depart but felt a gentle pull at his trouser leg. Glancing down, he found Quinn clutching at the fabric.Slowly, she raised her head, her face a mask of pallor. There was no denying the torment she was enduring. She stilled her quivering lips and took deep, measured breaths to manage the pain before releasing him.

Then, with deliberate movements, she signed, "If you loathe me and everything associated with me so much, why don't you just divorce me?"A fleeting shadow passed over his eyes before he abruptly crouched down. Alexander lifted her chin and retorted, "Seems you're having trouble recalling things lately, huh? Have you forgotten what I told you?"Quinn looked at him, her energy depleted.

forgotten. 'He instructed me to avoid Abigail and never to utter the word 'divorce.' Yet, I find myself continually defying him. I feel like a caged dog, left with no option but to wag its tail and plead for mercy from its master.' She signed, "Is this your idea of 'taking care of

the tears overflowed, her face ghostly pale. She finally capitulated.Some time later, Quinn opened her eyes and gestured to him, "If I stop seeing Abigail, can you extricate her from her

was unpacking her belongings.

you'd better take good care of her."Juliet remained rooted

with perspiration as if she had been submerged in water. She raised a tremulous hand to her abdomen. Only then did Juliet notice the blotches