Love Unspoken

In a state of desperation, Getty sought Alexander's affirmation, her heart pounding with the fear of potential embarrassment. Alexander, upon catching her gaze, quickly averted his eyes. He offered a nod in Preston's direction, uttering a simple, "Yes." A wave of relief washed over Getty, her anxiety replaced with a hint of complacency.

"Really?" Preston questioned, his brow furrowed in confusion. The knocking didn't seem like something a dog could do.

"Why are you still standing here? Go downstairs!" Mr. Getty commanded, his voice harsh and filled with authority. He shot a meaningful glance at his son, who nodded in understanding before exiting the room. Meanwhile, back in the car, Quinn struggled with her collar, gasping for breath. The car was thick with smoke, making it increasingly difficult for her to breathe.

She kept her mouth agape, desperately trying to draw in air, but the limited oxygen supply caused her lungs to burn.

Preston returned to the car, knocking on the window once more. "Is there someone inside?"

Quinn turned to look at him, watching as he bent down to peer through the window.

Unfortunately, the glass was tinted too dark to see through.

With great difficulty, Quinn lifted her hand and knocked against the window.

Perhaps it was the sweat that had accumulated on her palm, but when she pressed her hand against the glass, Preston managed to catch a glimpse of it.

The sudden appearance of the hand startled him, and he watched as it slowly slid down the glass.

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