Love Unspoken

Quinn moved to stand beside him, her gaze falling upon William. The man before her was a stranger in her eyes. She bent down, offering a hand to help Orion rise from the cold ground. However, Orion rejected her assistance, pushing her hand away as he hoisted himself up.

His eyes, aflame with anger and resentment, bore into William."Did you slaughter all the animals I cared for?" he demanded."They were mere animals," William retorted, his tone icy. "Would you sever ties with your own father over a few animals?"

Orion's fists clenched, his chest rising and falling with the force of his suppressed rage.Observing his son's reaction, William sneered, "Look at you. I've raised you all these years, and you've chosen to squander your time on such an indecent occupation, tending to these animals. If word were to get out, it would be a disgrace."

"Enough!" Orion's voice rang out, shaking with either fury or sorrow. "What, in your eyes, constitutes a decent job? Is it sleeping around with different women? Is that what you consider decent?"

son, his face a mask of rage. "Where did you pick up such perverse ideas? You dare to raise your voice at your own father over a few animals? You're

they may be animals. But to me, they were vibrant, living beings. "You've committed countless sins, yet you persist in your wicked ways, taking the lives of so many innocents. Do you have any idea how many lives were here?" Orion's voice grew increasingly strained as he spoke, his mind filled with images of the lovable creatures that once wagged their tails and frolicked around him. Now,

nothing more than animals, food for the table. Do you consider yourself compassionate? If so, why don't I see any sympathy from you when you eat meat?"Those lives are lives too. Why don't you save them? If you're so capable, change the

life for? You're not even focused on your work!"Orion fell silent, his father's words rendering

around?""Exactly! I won't allow my son to

from collapsing.Orion's fingers tightened, the knuckles cracking under the strain. He turned his back to William, his voice barely above a whisper, "Being