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."

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

already delivered the unequivocal answer. She had fallen

moment of impulse, Getty reached out,

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

I meant to

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free to leave whenever you wish,

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

with emotion. "But you also said, as long as I stayed with you, you

if trying to see right through her. "You just

already regretting her

pushing you away, this

I'm not leaving. No matter how much debt you have, whether you're still the CEO or not, or even if we

it stemmed from the depths of her heart. She simply couldn't let go of Alexander.