Love Unspoken

Quinn's head swiveled mechanically, her gaze landing on the Bentley parked in the yard. Alexander was stepping out of the vehicle, still clad in his signature black coat.

His strides were quick and purposeful as he made his way towards the house, an air of urgency about him.

As Alexander reached the door, his eyes met Quinn's in a coincidental collision of gazes. Time seemed to stand still in that moment, the only movement being the dust particles dancing in the air, suspended between them. Observing this, Sean quickly made his way over, a nervous edge to his voice as he called out, "Alexander."

Alexander's gaze shifted from Quinn to Sean, his eyes taking in every detail of Sean's actions.

"Speak," he commanded. Sean's mouth opened, then closed, struggling to find the right words. With a determined set to his jaw, he finally blurted out, "I'm sorry, Alexander, I lied."

Alexander remained silent, his cold gaze fixed on Sean, patiently waiting for him to continue.

Sean's eyes flickered to Quinn's leg. Despite her change into looser pants, the subtle swelling of her leg was still discernible.

He gritted his teeth and confessed, "Quinn got injured; it's not a minor injury."

A flicker of concern flashed through Alexander's eyes as he turned his attention to Quinn's leg.

it up," he ordered

silently complied, lifting her pant leg to reveal

silent.Sean closed his eyes, his expression one of a man

silence, he cautiously

"Get out."

frozen, the command taking

Alexander's voice

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out, his pace quickening with

approached Quinn, his gaze lowered as he studied her. His lips moved slightly, as if he was about to speak, but then he fell

finally uttered three words, "Does

of tears from Quinn. She looked at Alexander, her

caressing her face. He paused momentarily, then continued

gently placed her down, lifting her injured leg onto his lap to examine the wound. Despite the bandages, the severity of

looked up at