Love Unspoken

It was as if she had experienced years in the span of a nap.

Quinn couldn't shake off Alexander's icy demeanor. She could not accept that this person was Alexander.

She gestured, "Where's Alexander?"

The old butler paused, then chuckled, "Ms. Alexander, if you don't know where Alexander is, we certainly wouldn't either." Quinn stared at the butler's face, detecting sincerity, and gestured, "Then why did you call me Mrs. Kennedy?"

The butler seemed more puzzled now. "Well... What should I call you then?"

He simply assumed Quinn and Alexander had divorced, hence she didn't want him to continue to call her Mrs. Kennedy. After a moment of silence, Quinn gestured, "Just as before is fine."

"Understood, Quinn."

Quinn pursed her lips, opting not to continue further. She turned and left the Kennedy Residence.

She hailed another cab to Alexander's university. Standing at the university gates, she gazed at the many students inside, her expression distant.

you waiting for?" Miller inquired

The breeze tousled the fur on her hat, turning her nose and cheeks red from the cold. Her breath formed visible

fingers for a prolonged moment, doubting her comprehension or signing skills and

a while, Miller asked tentatively, "You

"He's studying; he will be out

expression cracked a bit, but seeing Quinn in all seriousness, she felt that Quinn wasn't

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Alexander at home?"

head, explaining, "That isn't Alexander. When the

were earnest, serious, and, above all, filled with a glint

face illuminated with anticipation, Quinn shivered in the cold but managed a

felt like she could actually wait for that person

could

gestured to Miller once more, "I used to wait for him

Miller earnestly,

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