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.

up," he ordered

bowed as she silently complied, lifting her pant leg to reveal

subtly, but he remained silent.Sean closed his eyes, his expression one

silence, he cautiously called

"Get out."

frozen, the command taking a

said, get out!" Alexander's voice suddenly rose,

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sprinted out, his pace

her. His lips moved slightly, as if he was

moment, he finally uttered

She looked at

face. He paused momentarily, then

to the sofa. He gently placed her down, lifting her injured leg onto his

up