Love Unspoken

How could he bear to look at Sebastian, lying in the sterile white of the hospital room, and he didn't act?

Divorce was an unthinkable option.

Kyle's brow furrowed, his tone shifting from its usual politeness. "Orion, are you planning to go against Alexander?"

Orion's voice was tinged with curiosity. "If Alexander is so concerned about Quinn, why did they divorce in the first place?" Kyle found himself at a loss for words, the details of their separation unknown to him. "It's absurd," Orion continued, his voice laced with scorn. "On one hand, he's indifferent, yet he refuses to let go. Is he sick?"

"Orion, mind your language," Kyle warned, his tone stern.

Orion's response was icy. "He's slaughtered many of my people, left Sebastian in this state, and nearly killed me. Do you expect me to be civil towards him?"

Hearing this, Kyle knew the conversation was futile. He nodded and said, "In that case, you handle it yourself. Goodbye." Without waiting for Orion's response, he turned and left the hospital room.

clenched so tightly at his sides that his knuckles cracked. He turned his gaze to the hospital bed where Sebastian lay

anything happened to Sebastian, Orion swore he would never

the hospital, he reported the incident to Alexander. Alexander casually tossed his phone aside and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze sweeping over the courtyard. The trees had shed nearly all their leaves, leaving a barren landscape. The sun was hidden behind a thick layer of clouds, casting a

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on her phone. She picked it up and saw that Walter was asking her to come out. Quinn scrolled up, but there was no previous chat history. It was as if this was the first time Walter had ever messaged her. She checked his Facebook profile, which was similarly devoid of activity. His profile picture, a black

put her phone away and opened the door, only to find Alexander standing there. He was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater and casual pants, his tall frame towering over Quinn at the doorway. She

back to reality. Quinn gestured towards her phone. "My brother asked me to come out." Alexander raised an eyebrow. "Brother?" Quinn didn't understand his reaction but nodded

into character, calling him 'brother' so soon." Quinn pursed

voice firm. "You're not

brow furrowed in confusion. Why? Before she could voice her question, Alexander grabbed her wrist, pushed her back into the room, and closed the door behind them. He pressed her against the door, his hand cupping her chin and forcing