Love Unspoken

Tears traced a path down her cheeks, dampening the blindfold that obscured her vision.

"Alexander, save me... It's been nearly seven years. Seven years I've spent with you..."Getty's voice faltered, her words heavy with desperation and sorrow. As she tallied the years, she was struck by the realization that nearly seven years had indeed passed.

The years spent by Alexander's side had flown by in a blink. It felt as though it was only yesterday when she had become his lover.

Upon hearing the words "seven years," a flicker of unfathomable emotion crossed Alexander's eyes.

After a moment's pause, he finally spoke, "Alright, I promise you. Don't lay a finger on her."

The man on the other end of the line erupted into laughter, "I knew Alexander couldn't bear to lose this beauty. But remember, Alexander, come alone."

"If we discover you've brought someone with you, we can't promise your little mistress's safety."

A wave of dread washed over Getty.

Blindfolded as she was, she turned her gaze towards the phone, as if she could see through the black fabric and find a glimmer of hope.

The line went silent.

was deafening, as if it had sucked the air out of the room, making it suffocating.

any emotion, and was quickly drowned out by the rumble of thunder. But

she leaned back in the chair, her sobs echoing in the

you're living up to your reputation, Alexander.

that, the call

for the

removed the blindfold from Getty's eyes, and

had been engaged in a flurry

the clock on the wall

returned yet. Would she still

didn't know, and neither did

a dark, cold room, she didn't dare venture

the Kennedys residence, she had

gate, looking out. The relentless rain pounded the ground,

continues. Join us for the

in a disheveled mess. She could barely endure, her gaze fixed on