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."

sacrifice truly for me? The only right thing you did was going to

has nothing to do with you. 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

can conduct yourself appropriately and not

Alexander, who gripped her wrist and looked down at her. "If there's nothing else, you should leave," he

beyond her control,

wrist, forcefully pulling it from Alexander's 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, or I won't lift a finger to help you!" With that, she stormed out of

a minor interruption. He showed no particular reaction, as if she had never been there. He turned and ascended the stairs as if nothing had transpired. Upon reentering the

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