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.

are you waiting for?" Miller inquired tentatively

tousled the fur on her hat, turning her nose and cheeks red from the cold. Her breath formed visible clouds that dissipated with the wind. She pulled

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

after a while, Miller asked tentatively, "You mean

emphatically, "He's studying; he will

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

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Alexander at

"That isn't Alexander. When the real Alexander comes

serious, and, above all, filled

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

felt like she could actually wait

could only accompany her

"I used to wait for him here every time. He would

at Miller earnestly, seeking

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