Love Unspoken

A broad smile unfurled across Kaitlyn's face as her eyes fell upon Alexander's signature. Her joy, however, was short-lived. She noticed that Quinn's signature was still absent from the document. Her countenance fell, and she gestured to a servant standing nearby.

The servant, understanding her silent command, promptly approached Quinn, taking her gently by the arm. "Quinn, please accompany me," he requested.

With lips pressed tightly together, Quinn rose and moved to join Kaitlyn.

Kaitlyn tossed the divorce papers back onto the table with a dismissive flick of her wrist. "Complete your signing," she commanded.

Quinn responded with a shake of her head and a flurry of hand gestures.

Kaitlyn's face twisted with impatience. "What are these gestures for? Sign the papers immediately!" she snapped.

Quinn, however, remained steadfast, shaking her head in refusal. She couldn't sign, not until she had ensured Juliet's safety.

Kaitlyn, uninterested in the nuances of Quinn's predicament, ordered the servant to force Quinn over the coffee table.

"Quinn, the Kennedys have supported you for years, going above and beyond our obligations," Kaitlyn stated, her voice cold. "Clinging to Alexander is futile. Sign the papers swiftly, or you won't leave this house today!" The servant, following Kaitlyn's orders, thrust a pen into Quinn's hand, urging her to sign.

Quinn stubbornly resisted, struggling to rise, only to be pushed back down by the insistent servant.

"Such a stubborn dummy," Kaitlyn sneered. "Alexander has already signed. What are you holding out for? Will you sign, or not? If you refuse, don't blame me for my lack of kindness!"

her eyes

employ on men with me; they won't work. Sign

encountered a woman as shameless as you, clinging to our family as if you belong. You've been nothing but a disgrace to the Kennedys," Kaitlyn spat, her gaze filled with contempt. "How could Ulysses bring home someone like you, so devoid of

stand no chance,"

of humiliation wash over her as Kaitlyn's

never intended to leech

refused to sign, Kaitlyn's anger flared. "You won't sign, huh?

for the complete experience all

in understanding and approached

a sewing kit from her pocket, filled with needles of various sizes. Quinn's pupils contracted sharply at the

desperately to retreat, but the servants seized

Spare yourself the unnecessary suffering," the

sharp tip glinting ominously in

Quinn murmured, her voice

whispered protest, sat up straighter,

Quinn?" the Evelyn Reed repeated, her

up in her eyes, her breaths coming in quick, shallow

and plunged the needle into