Love Unspoken

Quinn, on the sofa, started to be sleepy. She almost couldn't keep her eyes open.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, she heard footsteps behind her. She looked over, her eyes full of fatigue.

Alexander gazed down at her. He wanted to say something but didn't.

He raised his hand, hovering it near Quinn's face. Instinctively, she flinched, struggling with the urge to pull back for reasons unknown.

His hand lingered inches from her cheek, but seeing her reaction, he pulled it back.

This prolonged silence was tormenting for Quinn. She couldn't figure out what Alexander wanted to do.

Just then, he was interrupted by another call. But he silenced his phone and threw it on the sofa after glancing at it.

He finally spoke to Quinn as he approached her, asking, "Where do you plan on sleeping?

Quinn paused, glancing at the sofa, indicating she would sleep there.

stared at her. After a moment,

his phone,

Quinn heard him close the door

go

curled up on the sofa and

sofa, though narrow, provided just enough space for her, giving her

to her knee injury, Quinn was restricted to staying at the

to catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively

fresh air, but

Miller and the others. Although she often forgot their names, she could

decreased. Even sometimes she still forgot about things, she could recall

stabilized for now. As long as

past half month, each time briefly

interaction, based on past experience, Alexander's anger normally wouldn't last for more than three

often frustrated Quinn, he also took care of

to catch every twist and turn.