Love Unspoken

Despite the gentle curve of his lips, there was no trace of a smile. It dawned on Quinn that the person she was searching for was truly gone, never to return.

He grabbed her wrist, and forcibly removed it from his face. His lips returned to their cold, straight line.

"Quinn, let me be clear. Stop pretending to be ignorant and submissive. Stay here with me, regardless of whether I am the person you want. From now on, I am him. Do you understand?" Hearing that, Quinn furrowed her brows slightly, appearing enraged.

She suddenly twisted her wrist, desperately attempting to free herself. However, the man firmly held her, pulled her closer, and grasped her chin once more.

"Did you remember?" he asked.

Quinn vigorously shook her head, struggling to escape.

Losing patience, Alexander hoisted her up and carried her upstairs.

He kicked open the bedroom door and threw her onto the bed. Before Quinn could get up, he grabbed her wrists and pinned her back down.

"I'll ask you again, who am I?"

his cold face.

Alexander as if by denying it, he would no longer be

you know exactly who I am. Do you think denying me

His voice softened, hovering near Quinn's

put an end to all this

tickled Quinn's ear, his voice barely

you're on Ne5s.org to catch every

tears down Quinn's cheeks.

at all. In an instant, they had become strangers, with him pulling further away. He left her behind,

on the edge, looking towards the unfamiliar version of him on the other side. He had chosen not

to do? She was left with no

Raising her hand, she gestured

a complex expression, gently brushing away the tears on

he murmured, "There's

tears and sobs became even more uncontrollable. She gestured, asking. "Then