Love Unspoken

Alexander's gaze rested on Getty, his smile cryptic. "So?" he asked.

"There is no 'so'," Getty retorted, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm flustered, Alexander. If you won't marry me, I can't find a single reason to convince myself to stay." Alexander merely watched her, his silence as profound as the night sky.

Getty persisted, her voice edged with desperation. "Alexander, just tell me, do you even like me?"

"Is that important?" he asked, his tone nonchalant.

"Of course it's important!" she exclaimed. "If you don't like me, and we have nothing now, and you're not planning to marry me, wouldn't I be a fool to stick around?" Alexander gave a mock nod of agreement. "Indeed, you're making a lot of sense."

"Get out," he finally said, his voice devoid of emotion.

Those last words struck Getty like a bolt of lightning. "What?"

"Get out, and let's not keep in touch."

herself for this conversation, weighing the pros and cons. But when Alexander uttered those words, her heart plummeted. She felt as though she had been thrown into an ice-cold cellar, a wave of panic washing over her,

deceive the heart, and hers had already delivered the unequivocal answer. She had fallen for him, deeply and irrevocably. There was no

reached out, her

her. "You're not to blame, anyone would feel the same

I meant to

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considerate, pierced Getty with their cold indifference, like fine needles jabbing directly into her heart. Tears began to cascade down

to Alexander's arm, her voice choked with emotion. "But you also said, as

gaze intense as if trying to see right through her. "You

Getty faltered, already regretting her

I'm not the one pushing you away, this is your decision.

you have, whether you're

from the depths of her heart. She simply couldn't let go of Alexander. She loved him. Loved