Love Unspoken

A sudden surge of terror seized Soren, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, causing the pill he held to tumble onto the ground.

His fear heightened as he swiveled around to find a man looming behind him, his face an icy mask. The man's eyes bore into Soren, as though attempting to penetrate his very soul. "Why aren't you speaking?" Alexander asked.

Soren swallowed hard, darting a quick glance at Quinn before he stammered out, "She has a disease that makes her body cold."

"Is that a disease?"

"Yes," Soren confirmed, "but aside from the chill, Quinn also suffers from a severe uterine disease. If left untreated, it could prevent her from conceiving in the future."

He wasn't fabricating tales; this was the harsh reality. Quinn was plagued by multiple illnesses, but he had only disclosed the two least severe ones.

Alexander's voice still didn't reveal any of his emotions as he responded, "Is that so?" Yet, it was this very lack of emotion that sent chills down Soren's spine.

"Yes, Alexander," he asserted, "I am the most accomplished student my grandfather ever taught. Don't you believe me?"

of contemplation, Soren chose to remain silent, deciding to

Alexander's disdain for Quinn intensified upon

the time being, Quinn seemed to have put the matter aside. She wouldn't instigate a confrontation, and with Alexander looking after her, she was in

instructed Soren, "Cook her a

Soren exhaled

he was to play the role

with his sleeve, and placed

the pill. Upon noticing the

self-harming. This could explain his intense hatred for

dawned on her, Quinn was consumed by despair. No wonder he had labeled her as shameless. Quinn hadn't even been aware of her own audacity. If her assumptions were correct, his hatred was indeed justified, wasn't it? With these thoughts

with Soren, he didn't know about her illness.

kitchen had been barren for several days, devoid of any food.

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