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.

widening at the sight of

he found it locked. His attempts to kick it

Alexander, quick on his feet, caught her before she hit the ground. He cradled her in his arms and

spotted the pair emerging from the smoke.Seven or eight of them drew their guns, aiming at the

they felt the cold steel of a

for the

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

actually rescued her."According to Walter's plan, Getty

had already lost consciousness and was

a nearby person, asking, "Where

gestured vaguely with

his gaze, Alexander spotted seven or eight individuals huddled on the ground, held at gunpoint and

the area, but there was no sign

him, confirming,

the bodyguards and squatted down. He locked eyes