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.

waiting for?" Miller inquired tentatively from beside

turning her nose and cheeks red from the cold. Her breath formed visible clouds that

doubting her comprehension or signing

asked tentatively, "You

"He's studying; he will be out

in all seriousness, she felt that Quinn wasn't playing a

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isn't Alexander. When the real

were earnest, serious, and, above

the school entrance, her face illuminated with anticipation, Quinn shivered in the

could actually wait for that

sigh, Miller could only accompany her

to wait for him here every time. He would see me when he

looked at Miller earnestly, seeking

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