Love Unspoken

Soren offered a nod of agreement, his expression solemn.

Outside, a flash of lightning split the night sky, its brilliant light piercing through the window. It cast an eerie glow upon Quinn's face, accentuating her pallor. In the absence of any other light, her visage was ghostly, a chilling reminder of those who had passed.

Soren lingered by the bed, his gaze never straying from Quinn. Hours ticked by, each one heavy with anticipation. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Quinn stirred.

Her eyes fluttered open, the stark white ceiling coming into focus. A flicker of confusion danced in her eyes, a silent testament to her disorientation.

"Quinn, are you awake?" Soren's voice cut through the silence.

Her eyelashes fluttered in response, her head turning ever so slightly in his direction.

"Do you remember me, Quinn? I'm Soren," he ventured, his voice laced with a mixture of hope and trepidation.

Quinn's gaze met his, her eyes weak yet intense. The unsettling depth of her stare had Soren swallowing hard. He pointed to his nose, a silent plea for recognition.

"Do you not recognize me?" His question echoed in the room, unanswered.

Quinn remained silent, her gaze unwavering.

sigh escaped Soren's lips as he muttered to himself, "Has it really

concern. "That can't be right. The doctor said it wouldn't progress this

taking the medication I gave

His rambling was interrupted when Quinn suddenly lifted her hand, gesturing

his confusion, Quinn mustered

washed over Soren at her response. "So, you

her movement

your medication on time?" Soren continued, his voice a blend

her eyelashes, her gaze dropping to her lap.

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with earnest concern. "Quinn, you need to eat regularly. If you don't, this illness

conservative. Given Quinn's current condition, two years seemed overly optimistic. It would be

regained some strength," Soren reassured her. "I'm

of the room. He returned shortly, a bowl of soup

Quinn up and brought a Sebastianful of

at the soup he held out to her, her lips pursed. After a moment of

quickly scooping up another Sebastianful. "Come on, have some more. You haven't eaten anything