Love Unspoken

Freya's laughter filled the room as she passed the baby to Walter.

"He's been an angel today. Barely shed a tear. Just look at this little heartbreaker," she cooed, "He lights up the moment you walk in.

"The infant, still without teeth, let out a gurgling sound in Walter's direction. Yet, Walter's expression remained unchanging, his smile as rigid as a mask, even in the presence of his own son.From the sidelines, Quinn observed the joyful family tableau, her fingers absentmindedly caressing her belly.

Each time she did, she was reminded of the emptiness within. She had yearned to keep her child, having managed to escape Alexander, having endured so many hardships, and having evaded two gangsters.But the Kennedy family had proven inescapable.

Freya, ever the provocateur, couldn't resist a jab at Quinn. "You're still young. You'll have children of your own one day."Quinn's gaze met Freya's, whose smile was tinged with mockery and scorn. Forcing a smile,

and took a seat, pouring herself a glass of water. Freya, irked by Quinn's silence, abruptly rose from her seat. "Walter, can you watch Peanut for a moment? I need to use the restroom." "Sure, go ahead," Walter replied, adjusting the blanket around Peanut as he cradled him.

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eyes briefly meeting. She quickly looked away, focusing her attention on her water."Quinn, where's Alexander?" Walter finally shattered the silence.Quinn paused, glanced at him, and

Getty. On New Year's Day, he must have been celebrating with Getty. With this thought, Quinn pulled out her phone and started scrolling through her social

Alexander's whereabouts. Oddly enough, Getty hadn't posted anything yesterday. Quinn refreshed the feed several times, but the latest update was still from several

paused, placed his child back into the stroller, and answered the call."Hey, Alexander? Now? Alright, got it," Walter said.Subconsciously, Quinn turned her

Quinn. "Hey, Quinn, do me a favor and watch the little guy for