Love Unspoken

A flash of contempt had unmistakably flickered in his eyes. His disdain for her was palpable. It was a revelation she should have had sooner. In the cave the previous night, his eyes had been a whirlpool of restrained madness, yet he had refrained from laying a finger on her.

Perhaps her newfound ability to speak had momentarily perplexed him, or even piqued his curiosity. But his fleeting curiosity was no match for the choices she had made at the farm, the memory of her abandoning him for Walter. A man as proud as he would never tolerate his possession betraying him, seeking solace in the arms of another.

In Alexander's perspective, her actions were a physical and emotional departure from him. Every deliberate act on her part was a betrayal, a defilement. His pursuit of her, culminating in a leap off a cliff, was the ultimate testament to his mercy and forbearance.

Descending the stairs, Quinn found the meal untouched and cold on the table. Without a word, she took her seat. She spent the entire night at the dining table, eventually succumbing to sleep with her head resting on the table. Daylight broke, but there was no sign of Alexander's return.

In the ensuing silence, Quinn picked up the fork and managed a few bites of the now chilled food. She then changed her clothes and hailed a cab to the office. It was only there that she might catch a glimpse of him.

Upon her arrival at the office, Quinn sensed an unusual atmosphere. The typical office buzz was conspicuously absent, replaced by an eerie quietude. "Quinn, took another day off?" a colleague joked upon seeing her. Quinn nodded and moved to her desk, having been absent for several days, she had forgotten the tasks she had previously been working on.

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