Love Unspoken

William came to a halt, turning his gaze back towards Orion.

After a moment of tense silence, he erupted, "What a shame that in this lifetime, you are destined to be nothing more than my son." His words hung heavy in the air, a bitter declaration of disappointment.

Without another word, he dismissed Orion's presence, climbing into his car and driving away. Orion remained rooted to the spot, his eyes cast downward, fixated on the ground. He was silent, lost in the echo of his father's harsh words. Quinn, watching him with a growing concern, reached out to touch his arm. Time seemed to stretch out before Orion finally lifted his gaze to meet hers.

Under the dim light, his face was a mask of pallor, a stark contrast to his usual vibrant self. In a matter of minutes, he seemed to have aged years.

His eyes, once bright, now glimmered with a wounded light, a hint of helplessness lurking within their depths. He opened his mouth to speak, but words failed him.Feeling his distress, Quinn tightened her grip on his arm, a silent offer of comfort.

Orion closed his eyes, drawing in a deep breath before gently extricating himself from Quinn's grasp. His voice was hoarse as he reassured her, "I'm fine."

the unshed tears in his voice, lending it a raspy, nasal quality.He made his way towards the cages, but hesitated as he neared them.Quinn, standing beside him, mustered the courage to approach the cages. As she

chill down her spine. The sight brought back memories of Ulysses' death. He had looked just as peaceful, as if he were

for the complete experience all

emptiness whenever she

up on her, a painful reminder of the

lingering sense of loss that she had come to truly understand the finality of death and the separation it

reached out to open the

the twenty-ninth

imagined they would die because of me. They must have been desperate, waiting for me to save them. Why didn't