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

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

the medication I gave you?"

interrupted when Quinn suddenly lifted her hand, gesturing weakly. "I remember." Soren's confusion was evident. He couldn't decipher

mustered the

Soren at her response. "So,

her movement slow but

you been taking your medication on time?" Soren continued, his voice a

of her eyelashes, her gaze dropping to her lap. The faint shadows cast by her delicate lashes

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earnest concern. "Quinn, you need to eat regularly.

years." Despite his words, Soren was being conservative. Given Quinn's current condition, two years seemed overly optimistic. It would be a victory if she could hold on for another six months. Quinn made a feeble attempt to reach

want to say, wait until you've regained some strength," Soren reassured her. "I'm not

room. He returned shortly, a bowl of soup cradled

brought a Sebastianful of soup to her lips. "Quinn,

to her, her lips pursed. After a moment of silence, she lowered her head

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