Love Unspoken

The seemingly calm conversation between the two had already filled the air with a faint smell of gunpowder.

Quinn couldn't quite grasp it, but she felt the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

After a moment of silence, Walter finally spoke, "You see, he has admitted it. Remember, from now on, I am your brother."

Quinn glanced at Alexander on the bed. He used to call himself her brother, but what was he now?

A while later, seeing Alexander still silent, Walter said to Quinn, "Alright, Quinn, you stay here. Alexander seems to need someone to take care of him right now." Quinn felt a bit anxious. She didn't know how to interact with this Alexander now, nor did she know what identity to use. She instinctively grabbed Walter's sleeve. This action brought the atmosphere in the ward back to freezing point.

Walter, however, smiled brightly. He deliberately touched Quinn's head in front of Alexander. "What's wrong? Wasn't it you who wanted to come? Why do you seem reluctant to stay now?" Quinn bit her lip. She did want to see Alexander, but not this Alexander.

Her purpose here was merely to confirm what Walter said and to take a look at the change in Alexander.

Walter pulled his sleeve back and said, "Alright, stay here with him. If you leave with me and upset someone, he might pull my tongue out."

He was hinting at the events of yesterday, mocking Alexander's audacity.

Throughout, Alexander remained silent, watching quietly as Walter "performed."

leaving Quinn feeling lost, Kyle also tactfully exited,

her clothes by her side, silent for a moment before mustering the courage to

staring at her, making her back tingle like prey under a wolf's

here," Alexander suddenly

then she lowered her head and took hesitant

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at her for a few seconds before asking, "Do you forget what happened

calendar on her phone, she had forgotten not just yesterday's events but also

tense expression softened

wrist, pulled her hand over, and looked at

"Does it hurt?"

and then shook

him, and after a moment of hesitation,

at Alexander's face from the corner of her

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from the one she remembered. However, due to his hospital gown and tired expression today, with his messy hair falling on his forehead, softening his features, he