Love Unspoken

Kaitlyn's brow furrowed as she questioned, "Then why?" Alexander, in response, withdrew his hand, rose to his feet, and placed a deliberate distance between them.

"Does the reason truly matter if it aligns with your intentions?" he countered. Kaitlyn found herself reluctantly agreeing with his logic, even though it irked her. Feeling unjustly treated, she couldn't help but brush away the tears trickling down her cheeks.

"Do you despise me so much now, even when I've been nothing but considerate towards you? I must truly be a failure as a mother," she lamented.

Alexander's gaze bore into her, his face a mask of impassivity. "I do despise you, but I believe I've treated you fairly," he declared coldly. Kaitlyn's eyes widened in disbelief, her pupils trembling as she looked up at Alexander. "What did you just say?" she asked.

His voice, devoid of any warmth, echoed in the room, "I've said it before. Things are not the same as they were when I was a child."

The only right thing you did was

Don't make yourself out to be a martyr," he continued, his words cutting through the silence like a knife. Kaitlyn was taken aback by his harsh words, her gaze

yourself appropriately and not hasten that day's arrival." His words

mid-air by Alexander, who gripped her wrist and looked down at her. "If there's nothing else,

find words. Each time she realized that Alexander was beyond her control, she was filled

grip. She shot him one last glance before grabbing her bag, gritting her teeth, and declaring, "Fine, you've grown up. Don't acknowledge me as your mother. Just remember to keep your word about the divorce,

had never been there. He turned and ascended the stairs as if nothing had transpired. Upon reentering the bedroom, he found Quinn awake. She was looking around the room, her

what had transpired. All she remembered was Alexander promising to take her out for her birthday. But