Love Unspoken

Quinn had managed to pack only two items of clothing. The confines of her suitcase would allow no more, and she was left pondering how she would manage to extract them when needed. Suddenly, her suitcase was violently kicked by an unseen force, causing it to skid across the floor at an awkward angle.

Taken aback, Quinn raised her gaze to the man responsible. Alexander's countenance was dark, his gaze intense as he stared at her.

Quinn, her lips pursed, awkwardly rose from the ground. "What are you doing?" she gestured.

Alexander's gaze was unyielding, as if he intended to penetrate her very soul. "What's the rush? Eager to leave?" he asked, his tone laced with a hint of malice.

"Wasn't it you who mentioned divorce?" Quinn retorted. She felt that since Alexander had been the one to suggest the divorce, she should respect his wishes and not overstay her welcome. Alexander's response was a smile, but it was far from comforting. It was a smile that held a dangerous edge. "What are you doing with these things? Leave them!" he commanded. Quinn shivered, unable to believe what she was hearing.

Alexander gripped her chin, his voice cold and sinister. "If you divorce me, you should be ready to leave with nothing. Since it's leaving with nothing, you'll leave everything of mine behind." Quinn fell silent, her mind racing.

He continued, his voice dropping to a whisper. "That includes the clothes you're wearing right now. Take them off."

Quinn's eyes widened in disbelief. Was he truly so heartless as to leave her with nothing, not even the clothes on her back?

As she met the fury in Alexander's eyes, a wave of sadness washed over her. Three years of marriage had not softened him enough to leave her with even a single piece of clothing.

To let her go out with literally nothing.

How cold-blooded he was.

forming in her throat, a wave of grievances welling up

marriage, and she was worth

are you crying for? Isn't this exactly what you want? I thought you

lowered, Quinn felt the tears begin to fall, tracing the contours of her

her chin and

his voice echoed once more. "If you want to leave, leave

vanished

to the spot, staring at the empty doorway, unsure of what to do

only slept for a few hours. After taking a shower, he left the

drained, Quinn sank onto the bed,

herself, dried her tears, and reached for her phone to

that her funds were insufficient to book

which held several thousand

bank account,

meant... Alexander had frozen all the funds in her

tell her that she was nothing without

getting a cab was too much to hope