Love Unspoken

Unyielding, Alexander remained rooted in place, his mind tirelessly working to solve the puzzle of the iron chains.

Getty, her voice choked with sobs, cried out, "Escape! Run while you can!"

"Keep quiet," he retorted, "Your prattle is grating."

Yet, Getty paid no heed to his words, her pleas growing more desperate with each passing second. "Please, leave! Don't let this place be your grave!" "Survive me, seek vengeance for me. I don't want you to join me in death!"

"I've been blessed to know you in this life. Our seven years together have been more joyous than most people's entire lifetimes. I have no regrets, truly. So, please, Alexander, leave." "Alexander! Please, go!" Getty's voice echoed through the room, her pleas carrying the weight of her desperation.

Alexander, his brow furrowed, shot her an impatient glance.

Despite his clear irritation, Getty continued to beg him to leave. Suddenly, a deafening bang reverberated through the room, causing Getty to freeze in place, tears streaming down her face.

Alexander exhaled slowly, the smoke from the gun barrel dissipating as he tucked the weapon back into his pocket.

"Are you still here?" he asked, his tone laced with impatience.

Getty turned her gaze towards Alexander, her eyes widening at the sight

it

feet, caught her before she hit the ground. He cradled

their feet as they spotted the pair emerging from the smoke.Seven or eight of them drew their guns, aiming at the figures shrouded in the mist.

they felt the cold steel of a

continues. Join us for the complete experience all for

own hands. Once outside, Alexander met up with several other people. "Damn

Walter's plan, Getty was meant to perish inside the

consciousness and was spared

Getty over to a nearby person, asking, "Where

gestured vaguely with his chin. "Over

his gaze, Alexander spotted seven or eight individuals huddled on

approached them, scanning the area, but there was no

confirming,

down. He locked eyes with one of the men and ordered, "Call Xavier."