Love Unspoken

Even though eighteen-year-old Quinn was obedient, sensible, and very gentle, she also had a bit of a temper because of Alexander's indulgence. Because she knew her protector was right behind her and wouldn't let anyone bully her.

Even if Freya angered her, Quinn could confront her, displaying a considerable amount of stubbornness.

At that time, she had confidence, and it was Alexander who gave her that confidence.

At eighteen, Quinn felt powerful because she had all of Alexander's favor and the courage to defy the world.

Some said she was a servant by Alexander's side, treating his words as the most important thing. She would do whatever he asked her to do.

Even if he asked her to jump from upstairs, she wouldn't even hesitate; she would only think that he would surely catch her downstairs.

Even if she fell to her death, she might think that she must have fallen wrong before her death.

To Quinn, he was her faith, and she was his most devout follower.

Others said that without him, she was nothing. Without Alexander, she was a homeless, pitiful mute.

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person protecting her vanished, rendering her homeless and vulnerable to mistreatment

her impassioned pleas, that figure would never reappear. No one would protect her any

gazed upon the man before

vacant eyes profound. It dawned upon her;

limply, surrendering the

been gripping her neck, slowly loosened. He pulled Quinn into his

whisper by her ear, he said, "It's me; I'm Alexander." His voice

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no response. However, in her heart, she knew it was not him.

Quinn was trapped within the man's embrace. Listening to

his arms gradually grew still, and

continuing to trickle down from the corners of her eyes. Placing her on the bed, he brushed his large hand over her petite face, gently wiping away the tear droplets at the edges of

the cruelest of all punishments, binding

from infancy and play carefreely in the yard

Quinn yearned for would