Love Unspoken

Quinn found herself lost in the view outside the window, the drizzle sneaking its way through the car window and lightly kissing her face.

The temperature in Amber Bay had plummeted to a chilly forty-six degrees that day, the damp and icy air stabbing like a dagger with each gust of wind. Without uttering a single word, Alexander reached over and rolled up the car window, effectively barricading the biting cold air from their warm refuge.

Upon their return to the villa, they found Juliet still awake, struggling to keep her eyes open as she dozed off on the couch. The sound of their footsteps stirred her from her slumber, and she quickly grabbed the cane resting beside her to welcome them.

The sight of the elder's careful movements tugged at Quinn's heartstrings, prompting her to question whether bringing Juliet home had been the right decision. But regret was a fruitless emotion now. If she hadn't extended her hand, Juliet might still be languishing in that cramped shanty, subjected to the relentless pangs of hunger and the biting cold.

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you eaten yet?" Juliet asked, attempting to take Alexander's coat. He deftly sidestepped her, tossing his coat onto the rack before she could lay a hand on it. "I've eaten already. Just make something for her," Alexander replied

embarrassment. "Quinn, let me do this, please."Quinn was taken aback, momentarily speechless under the elderly woman's pleading gaze. This

an hour later, Juliet approached with a tray. "Quinn, didn't Alexander eat either? Take this up to him."She had seen them arrive together and suspected they hadn't eaten. Quinn hesitated. "Go on," Juliet encouraged, thrusting the tray into her hands. "I could tell when you two got back, you're having a spat, aren't you?"Quinn didn't answer. What were they now? She

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