Love Unspoken

Sam had attempted to engage Quinn in conversation a handful of times, but her lack of response led him to believe she was not in the mood for chatter. Thus, he decided to let the matter rest.

Their journey continued in silence until they reached their destination, a place known as Regal Riverside. Sam helped Quinn out of the vehicle, a sense of familiarity washing over him. "Isn't this your residence?" he asked, a memory resurfacing. "I believe I've seen you here before."

His first encounter with her had been a distressing sight. She was sprawled in the middle of the road, her sobs echoing in the stillness.

He didn't know the cause of her anguish, but her tears had stirred something within him.Compelled by an inexplicable urge, he had approached her, offering his assistance.

As she raised her tear-streaked face to meet his gaze, her eyes left an indelible imprint on his heart, one that he found impossible to erase.Quinn simply nodded in response, expressing her gratitude.Sam, ever the gentleman, exited the van and opened the door for her. "Be careful," he warned, "the van is quite high."He extended his hand to steady her as she descended.

No sooner had Quinn's feet touched the ground than another vehicle pulled up, coming to a smooth stop behind the van. The sight of the car sent a rush of adrenaline coursing through Quinn's veins, leaving her limbs tingling with a strange numbness.

moved to open the passenger door. Nearby, Mason watched intently as a figure emerged from the vehicle.Alexander stepped out, his gaze sweeping past both men

of his black trench coat and slowly advanced

from Mason to Quinn, "Did she tell you that?"Mason was momentarily taken aback, struggling to comprehend the implications of Alexander's words. Without warning, Alexander pulled Quinn into

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way he emphasized the word, or perhaps his hand on Quinn's waist, struck Mason

climbed into his car and drove off. Alexander watched the

pressed

grip, but his hold on her waist was unyielding.Alexander pulled her closer, causing her to stumble against his chest. He looked down at her, his voice barely above a whisper, "Did you have

forehead.Suddenly, a jolt of pain coursed through her. Quinn's head jerked up just in time to see him tear