Love Unspoken

As he had expected, the bedroom was empty, with no sign of Quinn.

Ms. Miller and Ms. Moore trailed with trepidation, the imposing figure of the man leading them casting a shadow of fear over their hearts. Alexander pivoted, his icy gaze piercing the two women. "Where has she gone?" he demanded.

Ms. Miller, torn between loyalty and fear, responded, "If we had any idea of Quinn's whereabouts, we would have... located her by now." His countenance darkened at her words, silencing Ms. Miller instantly.

"What exactly do I hire you for?" Alexander retorted coldly, dismissing them with a wave of his hand. He then strode towards the study.

Upon activating the surveillance footage, he witnessed Quinn's hurried exit, her anxious vigil by the roadside for twenty minutes, and her eventual departure in a car. He immediately dialed Kyle's number. The news of Quinn's disappearance sent a wave of panic through Kyle. Who could have taken her this time?

Having relayed his instructions, Alexander took to the streets, his eyes scanning for any trace of her.

As he was departing, he crossed paths with Soren, who was rushing towards him, a box of medicine clutched in his hands.

Finding his way blocked by Alexander's car at the entrance, Soren paused momentarily before swiftly sidestepping to greet Alexander. "Alexander, I came to prepare some medicine for Quinn." Alexander cast him a brief, slightly irritated glance. "She's missing."

in surprise.

absurdity of his question. If Alexander knew where she was, she wouldn't be missing, would

such

suggested, "Perhaps she

is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The

this ailment had vanished, their fates unknown, leaving behind only questions of

join you in the search," he

sped off, leaving Soren behind in a cloud of

herself huddled in a corner, the murmur of voices reaching her in a haze.She strained to open her eyes, her gaze falling on the iron bars. The wooden planks that

the sparse sunlight with her hand, Quinn squinted through the gaps between her

food, squatted by the door and rapped on the iron gate. "Quinn, get up and

while uttering Quinn's name, was devoid of respect, instead brimming with disdain and

her strength, Quinn pushed herself off the ground, leaning against the wall for support as she made her way to the door. She lifted her gaze to

emerging into