Love Unspoken

Chapter 102

Completely worn out from a day spent scrubbing dishes, Quinn fell onto her bed the moment she stepped into her bedroom. Her gaze fell upon her fingertips, raw and peeling from the day's labor.

Thoughts of Abigail's messages filled her mind, and she found herself slipping into a daydream. A knock at her door yanked her back to reality. Standing in the doorway was Juliet, her frame hunched and weary. She regarded Quinn with a look of concern. "Are you hungry, dear?" she asked.

Pushing herself up from the bed, Quinn moved towards her, surprise evident in her gesture. "Why are you still awake at this hour?"

"I was waiting for you," Juliet responded simply.

"You shouldn't have. You should get your rest," Quinn advised, concern tingeing her voice.

Juliet merely shook her head, a soft smile gracing her lips. "Sleep doesn't come easy at my age. Haven't had your dinner yet? Let me fix something for you."

where she belonged, a home. Leaning on her cane for support,

down, love," Juliet chided gently. "There's plenty more. What

Alexander and Getty on the television screen. A pang of sorrow rose unbidden within her as she swallowed the pastry

oatmeal in her bowl. Juliet served her another helping. Accepting the bowl from Juliet with a

full of warmth, as if her eyes were shining with happiness. Alexander watched them for a moment before retreating back up the stairs. Once she had finished her meal, Quinn, still weary,

from the bathroom. The hazy silhouette of

his hair still wet. "Did you get a chance

head, her gaze briefly falling on his well-defined abs before she averted her eyes and moved towards the bathroom. Just as she was about to enter, a hand grabbed her

go. She tried to

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