Love Unspoken

In the face of Alexander's relentless interrogation, Quinn found herself retreating, step by painstaking step, until her shoulders sagged with the weight of her exhaustion.

She cast a glance at Alexander, her expression a complex tapestry of emotions.

His face, however, remained as inscrutable as ever, giving her no clue as to whether she could place her trust in him.

Yet, in the absence of any concrete evidence, she realized she should never have doubted him to begin with.

With a remorseful gesture, she apologized. "I'm sorry, truly sorry."

"Your apology means nothing to me," came his curt reply.

Silence hung heavy between them for a moment before Quinn gestured again.

"Then what do you want?" she asked, her hand raised in a plea for understanding.

Alexander remained silent, his gaze locked onto Quinn with an intensity that seemed to bore into her very soul.

an eternity,

to

his question. What if her affirmative response

abruptly seized her wrist, pulling her along with him towards

pace with his brisk strides and barely managing to

outside, he released

his tone

hesitated. She watched his retreating figure, his back turned to her as if to shield their association from prying eyes. But the truth was, there was no association to hide. With a sigh, she lowered

Alexander already inside, his hands casually

her place in a corner, her gaze fixed on the

reveal the underground parking lot, Alexander exited without a word. Quinn trailed behind him, stopping only when they reached his

slid into the driver's seat, she waited outside, the

an eternity, Alexander emerged from

asked, his

Quinn quickly clambered into the car, her fingers fumbling with the seatbelt. The car was warm, but the moment Alexander settled into his seat, the temperature seemed

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