Love Unspoken

The following day, Quinn awoke to the cold, empty space beside her in the bed. Her memories of the previous day were hazy, akin to the remnants of a dream. As she touched her cheek, she could still feel the lingering warmth. Turning her head, her gaze fell upon a sticky note on the bedside table, bearing a few large words. "Remember to take the pill, it's in the drawer."

After a moment's hesitation, Quinn set the note aside and opened the drawer to retrieve the pill.

She dressed and carried the medicine downstairs. Upon her arrival, Ms. Miller promptly handed her two notebooks. "Quinn," she said, "Mr. Kennedy has instructed you to review these notebooks first."

Quinn held the notebooks in bewilderment, flipping through the pages before her gaze returned to the pill in her hand.

After a moment, she closed the notebooks and nodded at Ms. Miller. Her leg injury had yet to fully heal, and each step was a painful reminder. Ms. Miller informed her that Alexander had insisted she rest at home and refrain from venturing out. Quinn spent her day idly lounging on the sofa, flicking through channels on the television before switching to her phone once the shows had run their course.

Two dogs scampered around her feet, one even daring to leap onto the sofa, stepping on Quinn's stomach before clambering onto her head. Quinn reached back to scoop up the tiny dog, cradling it in her arms and gently rubbing its head. Just then, a news update flashed across her phone screen. Without thinking, she clicked on it. Her eyes widened at the bold headline. "Getty and Mr. Cox spotted entering hotel late at night, unseen since."

article. Photographs depicted Getty being assisted into the

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around Getty's waist, Getty's arms draped around his neck, their

Mr. Cox. A quick perusal of the comments revealed

was a battlefield, fans of both parties engaged in a heated war of words. Meanwhile, Getty and

were the red marks on the bedsheet. He stared at Getty in disbelief. Alexander's mistress... a virgin?This gaze, however, only served to enrage Getty. She saw not admiration,

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fit of fury, Getty hurled a pillow at Mr. Cox, shouting, "Get out, just get out!"Mr. Cox, caught off guard, attempted

gathered his clothes to cover himself. Getty was consumed by humiliation and frustration, the reality