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."

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

heart, and hers had already delivered the unequivocal answer. She had

reached out, her

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

meant to

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to leave whenever you wish, whether it was earlier or now, the

fine needles jabbing directly into her heart. Tears began to cascade down

also said, as long as

an amused huff, his gaze intense as if trying to see

faltered, already regretting

away, this is your decision. Once made, don't

head, Getty replied, "No, I've changed my mind. I'm not leaving. No matter how much debt you have, whether you're still the CEO or

words softly, a humble confession, but it stemmed from the depths of her heart. She