Love Unspoken

The icy grip of the morgue sent a shudder coursing through Quinn's body, her breath hitching as the reality of Valerie's demise in a fire set in.

The haunting imagery of what the once vibrant Valerie must now resemble pervaded her thoughts, refusing to recede.

Upon reaching the entrance, Quinn's gaze swept over the room, identifying several familiar faces. Among them was the grieving husband, Valerie's spouse.

A woman's wails echoed the loudest, her tear-streaked face buried in the husband's shoulder. This was Valerie's biological mother, who had hastened back from another state upon receiving the dreadful news.

The remaining faces belonged to Valerie's in-laws, their distress palpable. Their sorrow was not solely due to their daughter-in-law's untimely passing, but also the loss of their two grandchildren.

Adjacent to Valerie's body, two smaller figures lay shrouded in white sheets, the outlines of their tiny forms discernible beneath the stark fabric.No sooner had Wayne stepped inside than the grief-stricken woman lunged at him, her hands flailing in a frenzy of despair.

"You bastard, Wayne! Return my daughter to me! How could you what kind of father fails to protect his own child?!"Taken aback by his ex-wife's outburst, Wayne pushed her away, his voice laced with annoyance, "Enough!"

by her daughter's husband's timely intervention. Her eyes, wide with disbelief, filled with fresh

her death?""You murderer, worse than an animal, not even sparing your own child..."With veins pulsating on his forehead,

but I won't tolerate your baseless accusations!""Do you believe causing a scene here will

attempt to diffuse the escalating tension, interjected, "Mom, please, maintain your composure. The true nature of this tragedy is still unknown, and the real culprit is likely reveling in our misery from some

her daughter's gruesome death soon reignited her sobs.Too agitated to further engage with his ex-wife, Wayne approached the covered bodies, his courage wavering at the prospect of unveiling

bear to look at your own daughter? Your cowardice makes it laughable to think you

gritted his teeth and yanked

spin around and seek solace in Alexander's embrace, unable to stomach the sight. Alexander's arms enveloped her, his gentle pats on her back offering comfort, his gaze fixed

a horrific sight, burnt beyond recognition, resembling the

experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Wayne's stomach roiled,