Love Unspoken

The missive had been dispatched successfully, only to be met with rejection. Quinn couldn't suppress a bitter smile.

She had yet to be added back into the recipient's life.Once the text message had been sent into the void, Quinn found herself grappling with uncertainty. Had she truly experienced a hallucination, or was it merely the remnants of a dream? Juliet had been released from the hospital, a consequence of her divorce from Alexander.

Without his financial support, no one was willing to shoulder the exorbitant medical expenses. In a bid to validate her suspicions, Quinn hailed a taxi and sought out Ariel.

However, she was met with a firmly shut door, her persistent knocking met with silence. Just as she was on the brink of surrender, a woman from across the street emerged, her words halting Quinn's futile attempts. "Stop knocking. They moved out a couple of days ago."Confusion clouded Quinn's features as she regarded the woman. Her instinct was to communicate via sign language, but she quickly dismissed the idea, doubting the woman's ability to comprehend."The whole family moved out, seemingly in a rush.

The house is likely already listed for sale online," the woman informed her, delivering the news in a single breath. Quinn swiftly typed a question on her phone: [Did an elderly woman also move out?] The woman glanced at the screen, her brows furrowing in confusion. "I'm not sure about that. When I saw them, they were nearly done moving. If you want to know, you can give them a call."

the woman, who merely requested that she cease her knocking, as her child

retreated and the door was shut, Quinn leaned against the wall, a chilling sensation creeping through her body.The hallway lights flickered off, plunging her into darkness. Dragging her leaden feet, Quinn made her way to the stairwell. She sank down onto the steps, her gaze fixed on the exclamation mark glaring

hasty departure seemed suspicious to her. She couldn't shake the feeling that it was

against the wall, Quinn closed her eyes, a wave of drowsiness washing

clothes. She hugged herself tightly, her body convulsing with shivers

Alexander surfacing - the streets they had strolled down together, his tender gaze

of him smiling at others, his indifference towards her, and his ruthless abandonment, all

all tinged with regret.In her dazed state, Quinn could vaguely hear someone speaking near her, but the words

images tugging at her thoughts, the emotions within the dream more potent than those in reality.She strained