Love Unspoken

Miller extended her hand to help Quinn. "For now, let's have dinner."

With Miller's support, Quinn got up from bed and limped downstairs.

Alexander, in light grey loungewear, was already in the dining room. His hair looked a bit messy. He had not much expression, but he looked young.

Quinn's heart fluttered slightly at the sight. Besides those indifferent eyes, he looked like the young boy in her memory, which brought a modicum of calm to her wavering heart.

As she sat across from him, Quinn's gaze stayed locked on him with a blend of scrutiny and suspicion.

Alexander suddenly glanced up from his phone and met her gaze briefly. In that moment of eye contact, Quinn quickly looked away.

Quinn found the boy familiar yet she knew that he wasn't the boy she had been thinking about.

Alexander remained silent. After setting aside his phone, he began to eat.

Beside him, Miller picked up the tableware while pushing the food toward Quinn, "Quinn, have a try."

snapped back to reality and

one spoke during

the meal, Miller helped Quinn to the sofa,

healed into thick scabs that crisscrossed her fair skin, looked rather gruesome. However,

knee looked swollen and sensitive. Soren gently pressed

Quinn nodded honestly.

to recommend that she get an X-ray at the hospital

on Ne5s.org to catch every twist

can walk, it shouldn't be serious.

was unbearable for Quinn. She gripped the sofa, trembling all over. Cold sweat ran down her

Since they met

clearly. But no one knew the

the medicine, casting a glance at Alexander, who was still engrossed in the newspaper. Sensing the

left, the living

on the sofa, Quinn's gaze stayed