Love Unspoken

Her face was flushed a suffocating shade of red as she collapsed onto the ground, wracked by coughs. Food she had been forced to consume was expelled from her body, a trail of spittle running down her jaw.

Walter watched her, his gaze unblinking and cold. Her pitiful state seemed to only fuel his desire to inflict further suffering upon her.

Once she had expelled the food, she gasped for air, her mouth slightly ajar, drool still dripping from the corners of her mouth. Quinn's eyes, red and weak, flickered towards Walter. Her lips moved soundlessly, but Walter was able to decipher her silent plea: "Kill me."

A faint smile crossed Walter's face as he reached out, straightening Quinn's disheveled hair. "Did you forget?" he taunted, "I just said, you can't die." He brought the bowl close to her mouth once more, commanding, "Eat."

Quinn instinctively closed her mouth, tilting her head to avoid the bowl. Walter's voice cut through the silence, "If you die, then your best friend dies too. Think about it."

Quinn was taken aback, unable to comprehend Walter's words. He picked up the remote control from the bed next to him, turning on the television mounted on the wall.

The screen flickered to life, revealing a figure tied to a post, blindfolded, and struggling intermittently. It was Abigail.

up here? It was her who brought you out. She received a message, saying you were in danger. She came and took you away without thinking twice. She

at him in disbelief, her body shaking violently as she grappled with a potent mix of

'I deserve to die...

should never have befriended Abigail. Now,

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was drowning, a sensation far more

"Eat." Quinn's lips trembled as she stared at the mess of food in the bowl, tears dripping onto her chin. It was just a bowl of food,

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inside, taking a large bite.