Love Unspoken

Quinn pursed her lips, rising from her seat to follow Alexander as they made their departure from the villa. The night had deepened around them, the falling rain intensifying.

With a swift motion, Alexander unfurled an umbrella, the rain drumming a steady rhythm against its surface in the quiet of the night.

Quinn found herself studying the silhouette of his profile, cast in shadow, her emotions in a state of turmoil. She pondered over the enigma that was Alexander.

Earlier, he had treated her with such harshness, yet now, he defended her, even at the expense of Valerie. His actions were utterly inscrutable.Abruptly, Quinn halted in her tracks. The umbrella moved away with Alexander, and the pouring rain blurred her vision.

he inquired. She lifted her gaze to meet his. The courtyard lights were obscured by the heavy rain, casting a faint,

simple hand gesture, "Why?"Confusion flickered across Alexander's face as he tilted his head, as if requesting clarification."Why are you so nice to me?" Quinn gestured.Alexander studied her intently, his response barely audible through

in Abigail's frequent jests. Men feign ignorance when it comes to emotions, a tactic

yet indifferent, felt like a crushing weight to Quinn, the rain on her

a bit of love.'Quinn's fingers clenched into fists, her nails digging into her palms. The physical pain mirrored the emotional ache in her heart,

the shelter of his umbrella, letting the rain wash over her face. She gestured, "I'm not going back. I want to keep staying here."Alexander didn't move to shield her from the rain again, merely watched her silently as the rain soaked her,