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.

in childbirth due to an amniotic fluid embolism, and he had been raised under the Kennedy name. Kaitlyn, who had been primarily responsible for his upbringing, had

Quinn stepped through the door, the sound of children's play echoed through the halls. The innocent laughter of the children pierced her

stumble and nearly fall. "There's Dummy! There's Dummy!" The boy circled her, chanting "Dummy" with the unsullied candor of youth, oblivious to

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him and into the living room, her grip on the bag of fruit tightening as the boy reached for it. "Give it

it because I'm a dummy that my

go of the bag and sidestepped his kick, causing the boy to lose his balance and topple

across the ground, rolling in the mud. The boy, hurt from the fall, sat on the damp ground and began to wail.The boy's cries caught the attention of the adults in the living room. Valerie rushed over,