Love Unspoken

In no time at all, Abigail had escorted her companion to the bustling train station. The station was teeming with people, a sight that offered Abigail a sense of relief. The dense crowd made locating Quinn akin to finding a needle in a haystack. Thus, Abigail was less worried about Alexander finding Quinn.

"Quinn, we'll rendezvous in Hamilton. Be careful on the train and don't hesitate to call me if anything arises, alright?" Abigail instructed.

Quinn nodded in agreement, affirming, "I will. Take care on the road."

"Yeah, I better get moving," Abigail responded, her voice laced with urgency. She dared not linger, fearful that Alexander might catch up. Only once she had left the highway behind would she truly be safe.

Quinn watched as Abigail's car faded into the distance, standing still as a statue. She had no intention of leaving. Walter had orchestrated this scenario to frame Abigail, to make everyone believe that it was Abigail who had taken her.

If Quinn were to accompany Abigail, she'd be playing right into Walter's scheme. If they were caught, the consequences were too dire to contemplate. It was of utmost importance that Abigail escaped. Quinn couldn't bear the thought of her falling into Alexander's clutches.

would cease. However, whether she would ever reunite with Abigail was a question that

the platform, silent as the world bustled around her. A cold breeze swept through the station as a light rain began to fall, casting a misty veil over

announcements her only company. Meanwhile, Kyle and his team had arrived at the deserted house too late. He had tracked Quinn's movements

late! Just as Kyle was about to succumb to

night wore on, the crowd inside dwindled. The world around her changed continuously, yet she remained stationary. Suddenly, a shadow

slightly. He had run there, fearful she had already departed by train. If she had managed to leave Amber Bay, locating her would have been an even more

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Seeing her agree brought Kyle

her a look that screamed, 'Be careful.' Her fingers tensed instinctively. She pressed her lips together to suppress her anxiety and