Love Unspoken

"Are you on your way to a meeting?" Getty inquired. With a noncommittal grunt, Alexander confirmed her assumption. His meeting was scheduled two floors below. The elevator chimed its arrival, the metallic doors sliding open with a whisper. Without uttering another word, he stepped out and disappeared from sight.As soon as Alexander was out of sight, Getty's facade of cordiality disintegrated.

Her face hardened into a stony expression, a silence enveloping her until they reached the sub-basement level, a place devoid of surveillance cameras. Only then did Getty risk a sidelong glance at Quinn.

Quinn, burdened by a box and unable to see the path ahead, was oblivious to Getty's icy smirk. Suddenly, she felt a foot deliberately trip her. She stumbled, the box slipping from her grasp and scattering its contents across the cold concrete floor. With a jarring thud, she landed awkwardly, a sharp pain radiating from her wrists and knees.

"Oh, my, you're such a klutz," Getty exclaimed, feigning surprise as she towered over the fallen Quinn. "You've broken my stuff."Quinn bit her lip, her face smeared with dust from the floor. It took several deep, calming breaths for her to regain her composure.

She picked herself up, dusted off her clothes, and shot Getty a defiant look.Getty merely raised an eyebrow, her eyes glinting with provocation. "What are you looking at me for? Aren't you going to pick up my things?"

their first encounter. The scene was eerily similar. Back then, Getty had knelt down to help Quinn pick up her things, extending an offer of friendship. How naive Quinn had been, mistaking Getty's ulterior motives

deaf? I told you to pick up my things." Choosing to ignore Getty's command, Quinn turned to leave. Getty, however, was not about to let her off so easily. She grabbed

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She had lost her job, her

Quinn, dragging her down as well. They both lay sprawled on the ground. This time,

abdomen was nearly unbearable. Getty's ankle injury hadn't fully healed. When she

was also unable to

her complaints flowing amidst sobs."That dummy, she pushed me! My ankle wasn't even healed, and now it's definitely