Love Unspoken

"Are you all right?" a voice suddenly inquired.A pair of hands gently helped her to her feet. Quinn found herself gazing into the face of a college-aged young man.

The young man was clad in a white down jacket, earphones casually draped around his neck, and a backpack slung nonchalantly over one shoulder.

Quinn brushed away her tears and shook her head in response."You're okay? That's good. Head home," the young man advised, a fleeting smile gracing his features before he turned and sauntered away. Quinn remained rooted to the spot, a brisk wind whipping past her, making her feel unusually cold. She found a seat on the nearby concrete steps, pulling out her phone to read a message from Abigail. Abigail: "What's happened to you?"Quinn stared at the message, uncertainty clouding her thoughts. She sat there, lost in her own world as time slipped by. After a couple of hours, she abruptly stood up, hailed a cab, and directed the driver to the junkyard where Juliet once lived.

Arriving at the small shack, Quinn found it empty. Everything had been cleared out during the last visit, leaving only a solitary bed. Quinn moved to the bed and sat down, her fingers lightly tracing the grimy sheets.In a city as vast as Amber Bay, where could she possibly begin her search for Ariel and Juliet?

She pulled out her phone again, aimlessly scrolling through her contacts, when she noticed Juliet's note. She had bought Juliet a phone and had almost forgotten about it.With a sense of urgency, she dialed the number, but after several rings, there was no answer. Undeterred, Quinn called several more times, only to be met with a message that the phone was turned off.

lost and worried about what could have happened to Juliet. The truth was, Juliet wasn't ignoring her calls. Her phone was now

out of the car, and peered over the railing into the churning river, but the

throwing your phone in the river is going to stop me?

you? You're so protective of her, but

let alone anyone else," Juliet replied with a bitter laugh. "I'm practically dead already, and here you all are, still trying to use me to make money. Oh, Ariel, what comes around goes around." Ariel snorted with contempt, "Even if

after all these years serving

ashamed to face others.Juliet closed her eyes, the veins on her withered hands bulging as she decided she no longer wished

thoughts raced through Quinn's mind. 'For instance, how did Ariel manage to find this place? He had

of a car approached from behind, and two beams of light shot past