Love Unspoken

With a wave of her hand, Quinn expressed her gratitude. "Thanks for the help. I'm alright now," she said, her voice steady. A smile tugged at the corners of Walter's lips, his gaze landing on the packet of medicine resting on the coffee table. "That's good to hear," he replied, a hint of concern in his voice. "You feeling sick?"

In a swift movement, Quinn snatched the medicine from the table, hastily tucking it away in a drawer. "Just a minor cold," she signed, her expression unreadable.

Walter nodded in understanding. "Even a minor cold needs care. The flu's bad this time of year," he said, his tone gentle.

Quinn stared at him, her lips pursed tightly. He seemed in no hurry to leave. She gestured towards the door, her meaning clear. "Alexander is with Getty. He likely won't be back."

Despite her implied request for him to leave, he seemed oblivious. "This is his place. Why wouldn't he return? I'll wait. I've been waiting a while anyway," he responded, his voice steady.

Quinn fell silent. Being alone with him brought an inexplicable feeling of unease and fear, a feeling that reminded her of the suffocation from her dream.

to kill her.Under the pretense of fetching him water, Quinn stood up and moved to a seat across from him, putting some distance between them. Walter's face remained friendly, his wavy hair falling to one

him, her curiosity

see Alexander hanging out with that Getty every day.

question caught Quinn off guard. She

ever thought about getting a divorce?" he asked, his voice gentle yet persuasive. Quinn pressed her lips together, contemplating. The thought had crossed

felt a knot tighten in her chest. His voice had an unnerving allure, and

curved his lips as he whispered with conviction, "You want a divorce." It wasn't a question but a

from his pocket and slid it across the table towards her. Through her peripheral vision, Quinn noticed that the card bore nothing but a

suggested softly. Standing up, he added, "Looks like Oliver won't be coming back tonight, so I'll leave you be." With those final words, he walked away, quickly fading into the background, leaving behind nothing but the business card on