Love Unspoken

Without waiting for Alexander, Quinn hailed a cab alone, setting her course for the Kennedy Residence.

The evening mist hung heavy over Amber Bay, blurring the cityscape and shrouding every structure in a veil of obscurity.

Upon her arrival, she purchased some fruit from a street vendor, a preemptive peace offering for Kaitlyn, who she knew would likely remain unsatisfied with her visit.

The Kennedy Residence buzzed with life that day, the driveway and curb teeming with cars. Wayne and his ex-wife had a daughter, Valerie, who had married into another wealthy family.

She had now arrived with her husband and two children in tow. Alexander and Freya, siblings born to Kaitlyn, were also present. There was an additional member of the family, a younger son that Wayne had brought into the fold.

an amniotic fluid embolism, and he had been raised under the Kennedy name. Kaitlyn, who had been primarily responsible for his upbringing, had treated him

the sound of children's play echoed through the halls. The innocent laughter of the children pierced

the courtyard, unsheltered, as the scene unfolded before her. Suddenly, a seven-year-old boy charged into her legs, causing her to stumble and nearly fall. "There's Dummy! There's Dummy!" The boy circled her,

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of fruit tightening as the boy reached for it. "Give it to me!" he demanded, glaring defiantly up at her. Quinn met his gaze calmly and held

the bitterness within her own chest. She clutched the bag of fruit, her heart heavy with a mix of pain and resentment. 'Why do they get to be so happy? Is it because I'm a dummy that my two kids died at the hands of these people? Because I'm a dummy, I'm guilty. I deserve no happy ending,' she thought bitterly.

sidestepped his kick, causing

on the damp ground and began to wail.The boy's cries caught the