Love Unspoken

"Do you remember Orion?" The question hung in the air, heavy with expectation.

Quinn nodded in affirmation, her eyes betraying a distant familiarity. As before, she could only remember his visage and name; the rest of her memories about him had faded into oblivion.

"And Getty?" The two words seemed to strike a chord within her.

At the mention of this name, Quinn's demeanor shifted. An instinctive reaction made her retract her hand, her head bowing in silence. Her response spoke volumes. She remembered Getty with crystal clarity, the woman whom Alexander had repeatedly favored over her.

The sudden mention of Getty left Quinn perplexed. She was unsure of Alexander's intentions, for he had never uttered this name in her presence before.

Alexander's gaze was unreadable as he studied her in silence. After what felt like an eternity, he broke the silence, his voice barely above a whisper, "Do you still remember Juliet?"

His eyes never left Quinn's face, keenly observing her every reaction.

Quinn was taken aback. She strained her memory, trying to recall this person, but her mind was a blank canvas. Yet, a faint pang in her heart suggested that this person held some significance. Her subconscious was screaming that this person was important, but she had completely forgotten about them.

"Have you forgotten her?"

Quinn nodded.

the next moment, Alexander pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her. His hand tenderly caressed her face, his body reeking of smoke. The scent wafted from his sleeve, collar, and shoulder,

a wave of panic washing over her. She gestured frantically, "I'll try my best to

halting her movements. He leaned in closer, his whisper a soothing balm,

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eyes, a complexity she couldn't comprehend. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on her lips before pulling

intimate, their breaths mingling in the space between them. Quinn's grip on his collar tightened, her

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was locked onto her clear eyes. At first glance, they appeared innocent, but a closer look revealed a deep void, as if any

held her fingers, his touch gentle as he played with them. Looking

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