Love Unspoken

The doctor extended his hand, offering the phone to Quinn. She accepted it, her fingers lightly brushing against his as she took the device. Unlocking it, her eyes quickly scanned the screen, confirming her suspicions. A string of messages from Abigail filled the display.

Abigail's words were filled with concern and curiosity, questioning the duration of Quinn's journey to Hamilton, her current location, and the reason behind her silence. She also inquired if anything untoward had occurred.

Quinn meticulously read each message, her lips pressing together in a tight line. She began to craft a response to Abigail.

"Forgive me, Abigail. I've returned home. I won't be journeying to Hamilton."

Meanwhile, Abigail remained at the rest stop, her eyes scanning the message. She paused, a spark of anger igniting within her.

Abigail responded, "What do you mean?"

Quinn could almost feel the heat radiating from Abigail's words. She closed her eyes momentarily, gathering her thoughts. When she opened them again, her fingers danced across the screen, "I've come to realize that I can't abandon him." "I'm sorry, Abigail," she typed, her heart heavy with regret. "Please, take care of yourself. If the opportunity arises, I'll apologize in person."

her side, her strength seemingly drained. A veil of

Abigail, whether as a nomad or a world traveler.

every passing year had been consumed by him. His presence was

dummy of The Kennedys, their adopted child, the pitiful orphan. She was everything except

an invisible prison, chaining her to Alexander's side, forever barring her from the outside world.

Abigail's freedom for her own liberation. Abigail could soar

at the message for a long time, unsure of

Just remember to take care of yourself. The path you've chosen is yours alone to tread from

and tossed her phone onto the passenger seat, her irritation palpable. She would return eventually, but that could be several

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to fall. For a moment, she questioned whether she had saved Abigail or if Alexander

didn't want to dwell on it-she couldn't bear to. She knew