Love Unspoken

A faint grin played on Walter's lips as he spoke, "Oliver will come to your aid, Freya.

He's your older brother; he won't stand by and let his little sister be thrown into jail.""But he suggested that I leave the country," Freya protested.

"Even if you don't flee overseas, have faith in me," Walter replied, his signature reassuring smile gracing his features.

It was a smile that Freya found herself powerless to resist."Truly?" she asked, her voice laced with uncertainty."Truly," he affirmed.Walter's hand gently brushed against her cheek, his laughter light and carefree. However, a fleeting spark in his eyes hinted at a deeper, hidden sentiment. If Freya were to leave, Wayne would be left in a dire situation.

It appeared now that there was no need for a choice; he had to use Valerie as a bargaining chip for Wayne's safety.

If Alexander seized control of The Kennedys, Walter's chances of victory would evaporate. Regardless of Wayne's fate, the enemy of his enemy was his ally.Freya's anxiety lessened slightly, and she nestled her head into Walter's chest, seeking even the smallest comfort.

our move," she suggested."Agreed," he replied. "We'll depart once

well," he consented. He always seemed to agree with her suggestions; Freya had grown accustomed to this-Walter

asked him to stay home occasionally. The rain persisted throughout the day, a

all day, asleep. When she finally awoke, Alexander was

her head to observe him for a moment, her lips pursed. She attempted to sit up, only to be overwhelmed

her forehead, and Alexander's voice echoed from above, "Don't move around, you're

was as hot as her hand. Everything seemed to blur

free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Alexander assisted her in sitting up and handed her a glass of water and some

them from his

had taken her medication, Alexander informed her, "I have to step out for a bit. Rest up.