Love Unspoken

A grimace of displeasure marred Quinn's features. The alcohol was a bitter pill to swallow, leaving an unpleasant taste in her mouth.

She had just finished her drink when Chandler, with a smirk, picked up the bottle and refilled her glass. "Is this your first time drinking?" he asked, his tone laced with amusement.

"It's okay. Have a few more and you'll soon fall in love with it."With a deep breath, Quinn braced herself and downed the second glass of alcohol. In a corner, hidden from her sight, a red light flickered ominously. Unbeknownst to her, a miniature camera was capturing her every move, broadcasting it live on a streaming platform.

Meanwhile, in a bustling bar, a young teenager named Foster was engrossed in his phone, his drink forgotten. "What are you looking at if you're not drinking?"

Spencer, his friend, slapped Foster's arm, breaking his trance. Foster offered a sheepish smile, handing over his phone to Spencer. "Do you want to see?"Spencer glanced at Foster with a hint of disdain but leaned in to look at the screen. His eyes widened in surprise. The video playing was of Quinn, her face flushed from the alcohol. Despite her clear discomfort, she obediently drank whenever Chandler refilled her glass. Spencer rubbed his eyes, looking again. The woman in the video was unmistakably Quinn.

is this?" Spencer asked, his brow furrowed in confusion. "Oh, this is a live-streaming app," Foster explained. "Send me the installation package for this app!" Spencer demanded, grabbing Foster's arm. "I can't send it. You need to be a member and

us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly

if you download it, you won't be able to install it," Foster replied, shaking his head. Spencer's gaze fell on the viewer count on the video. It had already reached over two thousand,

my phone?" Foster shouted after him, but Spencer was already out of earshot. Completely sober

"Alexander, something big happened. Quinn is being

parking the car on the side of the road. He double-checked the dialed number.

Getty. "Give the phone to Alexander. I have something important to tell him," Spencer urged, his voice strained. Getty glanced in the direction of the bathroom, mentally

Then, something Spencer said caught her attention. "You said Quinn is being livestreamed. What is it?