Love Unspoken

Quinn's eyes narrowed in fear, attempting to rise and flee, only to be effortlessly pushed back down by a single finger from the man. She drew her legs close, huddling in the corner of the room.

Assuming a posture that resembled a cornered and frightened kitten, she buried her head between her knees, deceiving herself amidst her fear."Let's give it a try; I've never toyed with a dummy before, I'm curious about the sensation," one man suggested.

"Man, it's all the same, what different feel could there be?" another retorted. The chilling words sent shivers down Quinn's spine.

Through the gaps between the men, she caught a glimpse of a knife and fork resting ominously on the table. Her heart pounded furiously in her chest, her fingers clenched tightly together in fear. Suddenly, one of the men grabbed her foot, dragging her closer; her struggles seemed utterly futile against his strength."So you really are just a dummy, huh?" he sneered.

Pain clouded Quinn's vision, her mouth opened but only a weak sound emerged. Her pained whimper seemed to excite the man."Damn, that's thrilling, she actually makes noise!" he exclaimed, as if he had discovered uncharted territory. Someone pinched her leg, seemingly just to hear her let out another whimper of pain.Quinn squirmed, turning her head to bite down hard on the man's wrist."Damn!" he hissed in pain, releasing her. Quinn tried to scramble up, but the next second her hair was yanked back.Biting her tongue to stave off the pain, a look of disgust from someone named Alexander flashed through her mind, and something within her heart seemed to prick her.

of shattering glass and screams followed as a bottle broke against someone's head. "Damn it!" Curses filled the air as another man turned to shout but was promptly silenced by a wine bottle to his forehead,

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to realization and immediately charged the newcomer.Quinn, too, instinctively opened her eyes

circled in the middle. Their path was blocked and all that could be identified in the dim

kid?""Hold it right there."The burly man had barely made a move when a gun pressed against his temple halted everyone in their tracks."Who the hell are you?!"Walter cocked his head without answering, "Scram."The guys

Reluctantly, they dragged their sprawled comrade off the floor

The karaoke screen was still running, but within the empty space of the box, it added to the eerie solitude. Walter's eyes moved

watching him too.She sat in the corner of the couch, clutching her neckline with disheveled hair. Her eyes, misty with