Love Unspoken

Under a veil of smoke, Alexander's gaze pierced through the windshield, lingering on the sidewalk blanketed in fallen leaves.

He remained ensnared in silence, the tendrils of his thoughts seemingly entwined with the wisps of smoke that curled from his lips.

Getty, seated beside him, waited with bated breath until the cigarette in his hand had been reduced to a mere stub. Breaking the silence, she asked, "Are you still taking me to the hospital?"Her question hung in the air as she hesitated, lowering her gaze to the wound on her hand.

The bleeding had ceased, but the sight of the wound was still jarring. With a gloomy undertone in her voice, she affirmed, "Yes, given the circumstances, I should at least get a rabies shot."

Alexander shot her a cryptic look at her words, his gaze as unreadable as a cipher.Getty pursed her lips, her resolve unshaken. She was acutely aware of Alexander's tolerance towards her, a testament to her astuteness. They say men are drawn to women with fiery tempers, especially men like Alexander who have encountered a myriad of women. A well-timed display of temper could pique their interest even more.

As long as she kept it within bounds, she knew he wouldn't cast her aside so easily. With a flick of his wrist, Alexander discarded the cigarette butt through the car window, reignited the engine, and steered the car toward the hospital. Upon hearing Getty's request for a rabies shot, the doctor cast her a peculiar look."This doesn't appear to be an animal bite," the doctor remarked.

Getty retorted, "Does it matter? If a rabid person bites another, wouldn't it be contagious?"

"There's a chance, albeit a slim one," the doctor conceded.

if you insist on getting the shot, I

firmly. "I'll find peace of mind once it's

house, Quinn was tidying up the aftermath of the chaos. She cleaned up the mess from the overturned items

the floor, mending it with glue. Seated on

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same cracks, but his icy gaze remained unscathed. Even in the picture, his indifference was palpable. He wasn't looking

She then corralled the two dogs at her feet into a cage, preparing to depart

to find Quinn on the verge of leaving with the dogs. He quickly

response, but Sean

froze, her gaze instinctively flickering to Sean. She recalled Getty's derogatory remark, likening her to a dog, and

Alexander also viewed her as a

the door, trying to discern their intentions. After a moment of silence, she set down the dog cage and