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?"

glared at his 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?

how many lives were here?" Orion's voice grew

the table. Do you consider yourself compassionate? If so, why don't I see any sympathy from you when you eat meat?"Those

on about life for? You're not even focused on

kill me. Avenge your precious cats and dogs!" Orion's chest heaved as he stared at his father, unable to form a single word. The night was filled with the howling of the cold wind, its chilling silence spreading, unbroken.Quinn's fingers clenched, the oppressive quietness too much to bear. The standoff continued, neither party willing to concede defeat.Orion suddenly laughed. "So, as long as I don't bend to your will, everything I do is considered idling around?""Exactly! I won't allow my son to waste his life on these animals!" Orion's

support him, preventing him from collapsing.Orion's fingers tightened, the knuckles cracking under the strain. He turned his back to William, his voice