Love Unspoken

Despite her intent, Kyle Astor intervened. "Quinn," he began, "I've brought some food. There's no need for you to cook."Quinn halted her movements, casting a second glance his way.

Unperturbed, Kyle pressed on. "Alexander's out of town on business. The others won't be home either, so there's no need for all this fuss. "Alexander's absence struck a chord. Quinn locked eyes with Kyle, searching for the truth in his gaze.

After a moment, she set her knife down with a slow, deliberate motion.

She reached for her phone, fingers flying over the keys as she posed her question: [Who did he go with?] Caught off guard, Kyle stuttered, deliberately avoiding Quinn's penetrating gaze. The answer was painfully obvious.Getty. A flicker of emotion passed through Quinn's eyes as she glanced over the array of dishes. Her lips pressed into a thin line before she turned on her heel and exited the room.

Swiftly, Kyle set up the food he had brought, watching her eat from a distance.She sat at the dining table, consuming her meal in silence as if nothing had transpired.

Her demeanor was neither angry nor sad. The tranquility, the silence, left Kyle with an inexplicable sense of unease, a bubble of frustration in his chest that refused to dissipate.

meal, Quinn offered her thanks to Kyle.He hastily cleared the remnants of

simple act of delivering a meal had left him

to despair.Quinn's gaze drifted to the

a notebook, staring at the blank pages, her mind

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Dr. Woods arrived bearing her medical report, hovering at her side as if he had something to say.Quinn looked up at him, her anxiety mirroring his own. Seeing his expression, her heart sank.After a moment of silence, Dr. Woods handed over the report.Quinn accepted it with trembling hands and unfolded it. Upon reaching the final diagnosis, she closed her eyes.She took a full minute to mentally prepare herself before shifting her gaze downward

seat beside her, pulling out several bottles of medication from his bag.

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isn't as dire as you fear; there's still a chance for

his own reassurances. After all, were there truly any cases of complete recovery? His words seemed more of a consolation for Quinn