Love Unspoken

Confusion swarmed Quinn's mind, leaving her uncertain of how to navigate the labyrinth of divorce proceedings or secure the necessary certificate.

Emerging from her reverie, she found the divorce certificate already in her grasp. As she wrestled with her thoughts, Alexander had already made his departure, his car disappearing into the deluge without a backward glance.

She stared at the certificate clutched in her hand, the reality of it all feeling like an elusive dream. When she would awaken, Alexander would no longer be hers.

Rain cascaded from the heavens as she stood beneath the eaves, her gaze fixed on the relentless downpour. She was left behind, discarded without a second thought.

Quinn didn't shed a tear, not because she was incapable of crying. The surreal nature of the certificate she held made it difficult for her to discern dream from reality, leaving her emotionally paralyzed. Spotting a nearby chair, she made her way over and took a seat.

peppering her face with icy raindrops. The chill of winter seeped into her

of ceaseless rain. She felt as though she had slumbered through a season,

a winter, her heart echoed with the emptiness of all she had lost.

beside her, and a man hurriedly emerged. "Quinn, why are you sitting here?" he inquired, his voice laced with concern. Quinn studied him with a blank expression,

me?" Soren asked, his tone laced with urgency. Soren studied her

me?"Quinn stared at him for a moment longer before shaking her head slightly, indicating her lack of recognition. Soren sighed heavily, rubbing his forehead. "This is not good. How did her condition

her, muttering, "It must be the events of the past few days. The fasting, the wrist-cutting, her overwhelming sorrow... it's all exacerbated her