Love Unspoken

Her own offspring had never been granted the opportunity to emit its first wail.

"Quinn, have you returned?" A nanny spotted Quinn, her voice laced with warmth as she welcomed her.

Quinn's gaze shifted from the infant, acknowledging the nanny with a slight nod.

The nanny continued, "Then Alexander must have returned as well. You ought to visit Quinn more frequently. She's been in a state of despair recently, barely consuming any food or drink, and she's shed a significant amount of weight." Quinn offered no response, instead rising from the swing and making her way towards the stroller.

As she neared, the infant began to wave his tiny arms about, reaching out for something with evident excitement.

The nanny's voice held a hint of joy as she said, "Quinn, it appears little Alexander is reaching out for you."

Quinn paused, then lifted her gaze to meet the nanny's.

The nanny suggested, "Little Alexander begins to wail the moment he stirs from his slumber, and nothing seems to pacify him. Perhaps you could give it a try?"

A flicker of emotion crossed Quinn's face. She'd laid eyes on the child multiple times but had never made physical contact, never having been afforded the opportunity.

Each time she attempted to draw near, she was rebuffed by either Freya or Kaitlyn.

gaze fell to the baby's plump cheeks and inflamed, tear-filled

Quinn extended her hand, her fingertip

hers. In that moment, Quinn could no longer suppress the cracks in her heart. They splintered further, revealing a raw and

his toothless little jaws, he suckled on her finger, emitting soft cooing and gurgling

unable to resist squatting down to observe the

on her finger. Quinn hadn't cleansed her hands, which meant she was compelled to extricate

for the

the child erupted into a fresh

more, successfully silencing the baby as he once again drew it into

has a magical touch. She's far more adept at this

to sleep, we'd all be able to enjoy a brief respite," the nanny suggested earnestly. It was evident that the past few days had taken a

hesitated. Faced with such a diminutive

up little Harold and handed him to Quinn, who appeared utterly uncertain about how to handle

first time she'd observed him so closely-a newborn

the little one's face with either Freya

the sight of the little one's flawless face tugged