Love Unspoken

Alexander refrained from further debate, choosing instead to drive on in silence, his focus solely on the road ahead.

Getty, her temper flaring, turned her head away, her lips sealed in a tight line. The prospect of another argument, and the weeks of separation that inevitably followed, was something she had no desire to entertain. Quinn, a solitary figure, watched the car disappear into the distance, her gaze unwavering until it was entirely out of sight. A tremor ran through her eyelashes as she finally allowed her eyes to wander elsewhere. So, that was the reason he had erased her from his contacts.

A bitter smile pulled at the corners of her mouth. Turning on her heel, Quinn began to walk, her figure growing smaller as she disappeared into the rain.

Suddenly, a car pulled up alongside her.

The window was rolled down, and a man's voice, laced with amusement, echoed out, "Sister-in-law, are you locked out of your house?"

At the sound of that voice, Quinn froze in her tracks. She lifted her head abruptly, her eyes meeting the man in the back seat.

His signature smile was in place, his curly hair swept back save for a few loose strands that hung over his forehead. His androgynous charm was undeniable, even under the dim street lights.

Quinn pressed her lips together and chose to ignore him.

"Aren't you going to get in?"

Quinn continued her journey, not sparing him a glance. The car trailed behind her, matching her pace. "You know, it's dangerous out here at night if you don't get in," he warned.

felt there was nothing

warning, the

her to flee, but the doors had already shut,

presence

fixed a wary gaze on

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are you afraid of?"

of her cheek, pushing a stray lock of hair

with another woman. Why don't you find someone else to be with, too?" Walter suggested, "That way, you won't be at

on his lips, Walter watched her intently.

Quinn stiffened.

smiled, "Say something. I want to hear

at the sight of his insincere smile. Every time

for the

hair, "Speak, or I'll have

scalp tightened, and she stared at the man in terror, her throat constricting as she tried to form words.