Love Unspoken

Gazing at the ceiling, a wave of desolation and sorrow once again engulfed Quinn's heart.

Tears shimmered in her eyes, and an unexplained weariness enveloping her entire being rendered her reluctant to even sit up.

As if sensing something, Quinn turned her head and saw the man sitting at the bedside, causing her to pause in surprise.

He was dressed in that black shirt, neatly attired, leaning against the headboard with his eyes lowered, staring directly at her. Quinn met his intense gaze, momentarily lost in thought. Neither of them spoke.

Quinn couldn't recall what had happened the night before. To her, this man remained a stranger.

Despite sharing the same face as Alexander, Quinn couldn't find any familiar traces in those eyes. The eyes of a person could not deceive.

Rising from the bed, Quinn disregarded the man beside her and strode out of the room.

Alexander followed suit, descending the stairs alongside her, both shrouded in a heavy silence.

Miller contemplated inviting the duo for a meal but witnessing their tension; the words remained unspoken.

Quinn brushed past Miller, heading towards the entrance.

from the figure at the door to

striding out of the villa in long

Quinn disoriented. After her sleep, the

of white, the sun's piercing rays offered nothing

path, her shoes creaked in the snow, the melting

the driver the address on her phone, to

Arts. Getting out of the car, she sat down on a roadside stone, wrapped in her down jacket,

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luxury car was parked by

nose turned slightly red, and

at the school gate, afraid of

leaning against the car

a degree

roadside, creating soft rustling sounds. Passing students would kick at tree branches, causing snow to cascade down onto Quinn. Thankfully, her hat intercepted the snow, allowing it to

at the school gate, while Alexander stared back at her from a

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