Love Unspoken

Regardless of her potential refusal, Sean found himself impXavierng her even before he voiced his plea.

"Regarding this issue, I beg you not to disclose it to Alexander. If he were to discover the truth, it would be the end of me," he begged, his hands clasped together in earnest supplication.

However, upon the conclusion of his plea, he found only confusion and uncertainty mirrored in Quinn's eyes.

Taken aback, Sean stuttered out her name, "Quinn?"

Quinn responded by pressing her lips together and raising her hand to gesture, "Do we know each other?"

Sean, unfamiliar with the nuances of sign language, stared at Quinn's fingers for a moment before cautiously venturing, "Are you saying you don't know me?"

Quinn thought for a moment. Although her signs hadn't explicitly conveyed that sentiment, the meaning was indeed similar. She nodded in affirmation at Sean.

Panicked, Sean hurriedly attempted to jog her memory.

remember? We've met

head in bewilderment. She

sighed in resignation. It was apparent that Quinn had no intention of forgiving him,

his fate. He turned his attention to the tray he had

who had abruptly ceased his pleading,

accepted the tray and reached

her and she found herself studying Sean once more. "What

not to your liking?"Quinn shook her

struggling to decipher her gestures, racked his brain for possible interpretations. His brow furrowed in concentration, he ventured a guess. "Are you inquiring if I have other

that Sean was unable to comprehend her sign language. Abandoning her attempts at communication, she resumed

leg still hurting? Should I fetch additional

following her earlier

a relief," Sean sighed, grateful that the doctor's prescribed painkillers were

his seat, announcing, "Quinn, I'll fetch something for you." Before Quinn could respond, Sean