Love Unspoken

Quinn hesitated as she glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already two in the morning. Who could possibly be calling at this hour?

Her grip tightened around her cup, her fear preventing her from answering the door.

The persistent knocking continued, blending with the sound of the torrential rain outside, creating a blurred, eerie symphony.

Swallowing nervously, Quinn drained her cup in one swift gulp. She sprang to her feet and fled upstairs, seeking refuge under the safety of her bedroom blankets.

Eventually, the haunting knocking stopped. Quinn clutched her chest, feeling her heart hammering against her ribs, but sleep eluded her. She stared at the vacant pillow next to her, her eyes remaining wide open until the first light of dawn. Her fear was palpable, and Alexander was nowhere to be found. She was left to endure the seemingly endless night alone.

As dawn broke, the room was bathed in a soft, welcoming light. Quinn could resist no longer, her heavy eyelids fluttering closed as she succumbed to sleep.

savoring each sip. Across from him sat Alexander. It was a stark contrast to just a month ago when these two men were on the brink of confrontation, and now

the tea in his cup and chuckled, "Xavier lacks

Xavier must be seething in his home. It was possible that Xavier had intended to cause more damage, but he had chosen the wrong target. If someone else, perhaps that naive little dummy, had been behind the event,

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couch, puffing on his cigarette, his silence a response to

Oliver? Feeling sorry for Getty?" Walter teased. "You weren't so merciful when you used

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casual, "Have you finished your

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Alexander retorted, a sudden laugh escaping his lips. He changed his tone, "Actually, I should be the one calling you big