Love Unspoken

Upon touching Quinn's forehead, the driver recoiled in surprise, his gaze darting towards Walter. "Sir, it appears she has a fever," he announced.

Walter's response was curt and devoid of emotion. "Bring her inside."

"Of course, sir."

With swift efficiency, the driver scooped Quinn up and carried her towards the villa. Walter trailed behind them, his injured leg dragging with a noticeable limp.

Quinn had been feeling unwell since the morning, and the evening's rain had done her no favors. A fever was an inevitable consequence. A fever that spiked at 39.5 degrees.

In her fever-induced haze, Quinn found herself lost in dreams. Dreams filled with visions of Alexander, a young man clad in a crisp white shirt. She often dreamt of him holding her close.

In one dream, he took her to an arcade filled with claw machines. They spent hours grabbing stuffed animals, filling an entire room with their winnings. It should have been a pleasant dream, but it took a sinister turn when Walter suddenly emerged from the pile of toys, jolting Quinn awake.

As her eyes fluttered open, she found Walter's face uncomfortably close. She instinctively clutched her blanket, her heart pounding as she tried to discern whether she was still dreaming or back in reality.

edge of the bed, his chin propped up on his hand, a faint smile playing

dream

gaze flickered, and she shifted uncomfortably under Walter's scrutiny. She pushed herself up to a

casual, almost nonchalant. "You've been in a coma for three days, and Alexander hasn't even asked about

She refused to believe anything Walter said, even if it was the truth. The first thing she did was check her phone for any messages Alexander still hadn't

her. He picked up the remote and turned on the TV. The moment the screen flickered to life, Alexander's name

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the screen, Alexander stood next to Getty, impeccably dressed in a custom-tailored suit, his smile polite yet distant. Getty, adorned in exquisite makeup and a glamorous gown, smiled beside him. They were surrounded by

gotten married? Is it

haven't you publicly disclosed your relationship? And why haven't we seen Getty's full

sharp, causing Getty's smile to falter. Yet, Alexander maintained his cool

the flurry of questions subsided, Alexander surveyed the crowd, a slight smirk playing

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