Love Unspoken

Quinn's fingers twitched, a wave of pain pulsating from the palm of her hand.

Alexander lowered his gaze, leaning in close to Quinn, his breath ghosting over her face. "Who taught you?" he asked.

Quinn's brow furrowed in confusion, unable to comprehend his question. Alexander offered no explanation. Instead, he leaned in even closer, their faces mere inches apart. Quinn instinctively tilted her head to avoid the proximity.

His eyes darkened slightly as he used his free hand to gently turn her face towards him. "What, you still don't recognize me?" he questioned.

Quinn bit her lip, her gaze flitting over his face for a moment before she lowered her eyes. It wasn't that she didn't recognize him, it was that she couldn't accept it.

Just then, the shrill ring of Quinn's phone sliced through the tense silence. Alexander's gaze dropped to her pocket where the persistent sound originated. He reached in, pulling out the device to see the caller ID - Orion. He cast a glance at Quinn upon seeing the name, but she offered no reaction. The events of yesterday seemed like a distant memory to her, and the current Orion was nothing more than a vaguely familiar stranger.

his grasp, and this time, Alexander let her. She spun around

you taken your medicine?" Alexander inquired. Quinn was taken aback, her mind flashing back to the notebook she

his head, instructing, "Go take your

leave without taking the medicine. Resigned,

pills into her mouth. She reached for the brand new bottle of mineral water on the bedside table, but her injured hand made it impossible to open. Just then, a slender

her hand in a questioning gesture. "Is it okay now?" Alexander responded with a slight nod

arrogantly on the sofa, sipping tea served by Ms. Miller. Quinn approached him, her

surreal to

his hand towards Quinn. "Where's your phone?" Quinn reached into her