Love Unspoken

Quinn couldn't say anything, so she could only pat his back in an attempt to offer some comfort. Overwhelmed, Orion succumbed to his emotions. He leaned into Quinn, his arms wrapping around her in a tight embrace. Quinn stiffened at the unexpected contact, her fingers hovering uncertainly in the air, unsure of how to respond. Orion nestled his chin on her shoulder, his fingers clinging to her as if she were his lifeline. He whispered into her ear, "Just a moment."Quinn's eyes flickered with surprise. She inhaled deeply, the scent of Orion filling her senses. It was a fragrance of sunlight and freshness, the unique aroma of a young man. After a few minutes, Orion released her from his hold. He sighed heavily, his expression reverting to its usual calm demeanor. His gaze drifted back to the lifeless bodies in the cage.

He turned to Quinn, his voice soft as he asked, "Can you do me a favor?"Understanding his intent, Quinn nodded in agreement. Orion disappeared into the house, emerging shortly after with a shovel in hand. He took a few steps before halting, his mind seemingly lost in thought. His eyes scanned the entire facility. With a sudden burst of energy, he tossed the shovel onto the ground, the harsh sound echoing through the silence.

He retreated back into the house, reappearing moments later with two buckets of gasoline. Without uttering a word, he began to drag the cages towards the open space in the middle, piling them up one by one. Quinn wanted to help, but the weight of the cages proved too much for her. Despite her best efforts, she could not move them. Her futile attempts only served to exacerbate her injury, a grimace of pain crossing her face. Orion rushed over, swiftly relieving her of the heavy burden. "Don't move, I'll do it. You help me pour the gasoline."

Quinn nodded in compliance and started pouring the gasoline into the cages. Her body was weak, and just one bucket of gasoline left her gasping for breath. She recalled the days when she could carry dozens of pounds of groceries without feeling fatigued. She reasoned it must be due to her skipping dinner that evening.

She wiped the sweat off her forehead, comforting herself with this thought. They worked tirelessly through the night, finally managing to gather the cages and douse them in gasoline.

The dawn was breaking, the distant clouds tinged with an eerie crimson hue, hinting at the possibility of rain.

He remained silent for a long time before finally speaking. "Quinn, do you think I'm useless? I can't even handle such a

his gaze, shaking her head and gesturing in reassurance. She conveyed that he had done an exceptional job. If it weren't for him, they might have starved to death and wouldn't have made

second chance at life. All these days they have lived were

trance, his eyes reflecting an indescribable emotion. The crimson glow from the horizon illuminated their faces, casting a somber yet ethereal

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