Love Unspoken

With a sigh of disappointment, Quinn picked up a pen and wrote down, "Soren is a good person." Beneath that, she added the recent fact of her divorce from Alexander and her current address. Soren had insisted these details were important. The act of writing down her divorce was a symbolic barrier, a deterrent to keep her from seeking out Alexander again.

He no longer harbored any affection for her, and her presence would only serve to exacerbate his irritation.In her heart, Quinn couldn't help but wonder if her recent behavior was to blame. Perhaps her cooking had lost its flavor, or her housekeeping had slipped. Whatever the cause, Alexander's love for her had evaporated.

She understood all too well how easily people could discard those they no longer loved, often without a clear reason.Soren, ever the caregiver, advised her, "Since you're living here now, unless it's urgent, you should stay in."

His concern for Quinn was palpable. He feared that she might wander off one day and lose her way home. With this thought in mind, he retrieved a sticky note from his medical kit and penned a label to affix to the door.

It would serve as a reminder each time she ventured to open it. He wrote another note and placed it on her bedside table, ensuring it would be the first thing she saw upon waking. He even labeled the refrigerator and the kitchen, reminders of all the little things she needed to remember.

No detail was overlooked. Once he had finished his meticulous labeling, Soren double-checked his work, satisfied that he had covered everything. He then turned to Quinn and said, "Alright, don't forget to take your medicine. But even if I tell you, you won't remember.

you wake up in the morning."Snapping back to reality, Quinn nodded her understanding and gestured her thanks."Well, I have to go to work. Take a

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finished his instructions, he opened the door to leave, only to find

red suit, his arms crossed as he leaned against the door. His slightly curly short hair, dampened by the rain, hung down, adding to his mysterious aura. For a moment, Soren couldn't

The man extended his hand and offered a light smile, "Hello, Soren. I'm Walter."Recognition dawned

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the light dimming as the door closed behind him.Inside, Quinn stood frozen, her gaze locked on Walter, her mind struggling to comprehend his sudden appearance. Walter's eyes scanned the room, landing on the