Love Unspoken

Alexander remained silent, his gaze fixed upon Quinn. Locked in a gaze, an unspoken feeling of distance remained between them. Quinn lowered her gaze to avoid his eyes.

Alexander wrapped his arms around her, exhaling softly and gently stroking her hair. "It's time to sleep," he murmured calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Quinn lay in his arms, listening to the steady beat of his heart, but sleep eluded her. Neither of them managed to get any sleep that night.

At dawn, Alexander got out of bed. As he prepared to leave, Quinn opened her eyes and watched him walk to the dressing room. He came back in a black sweater instead of his usual suit. His whole outfit was in black, giving off an air of aloofness.

Ignoring Quinn in the bed, Alexander grabbed his coat and left without a word. After he had gone, Quinn got up from the bed and looked out the window.

The sky was clear. The snow had melted, leaving

had a board meeting in the morning and a visit to the Xavier family in the afternoon, making sure that today would be

healed, so she made her way downstairs to

Quinn took a few bites absentmindedly, her appetite dwindling. Sensing her boredom,

the sofa, her phone rang unexpectedly. When she saw that the caller ID displayed Wayne's

time at The Kennedys, Wayne usually treated her like air. He almost never spoke to her. And when he did, it was most

pick you up." The call ended abruptly. Wayne had just informed Quinn of the plan rather than seeking her opinion. Wayne rarely initiated contact with Quinn, so his proactive approach likely hinted

the call ended, Quinn gestured to Miller, indicating that her father had called her to the Kennedy Residence. Hesitant, Miller

there was a knock at the door.