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.

before, don't you remember? We've met a few times, so how could you not have

head

apparent that Quinn had no intention of forgiving him, let alone aiding him in his

and resolved to accept his fate. He turned his attention to the tray he

had abruptly ceased his pleading, then

accepted the tray and

herself studying Sean once more. "What is it, Quinn?" he asked, his brows furrowed

her head, setting

His brow furrowed in concentration, he ventured a guess. "Are you inquiring if I have

lips together, confirming that Sean was unable to comprehend

broached another subject. "Quinn, is your leg still hurting?

following her earlier outburst; it was now

that

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