Love Unspoken

She rested her head on Alexander's shoulder, her gaze falling on the seemingly endless terrain ahead, her eyelids heavy with fatigue. Alexander stepped on the petals on the ground, walking slowly along the road.

Occasionally, passersby would cast envious glances at them.

Both of them remained silent, walking quietly on the sidewalk, just like the countless times he had carried her home before. Quinn knew that when she woke up again, she would be home.

...

An hour later, Alexander returned to the hotel.

He placed Quinn on the bed; she was already asleep, sleeping soundly.

He sat down, gently removed her shoes, and carefully tucked her in with a blanket.

Alexander gazed at her for a long time, reaching out to tuck the stray hair on her face behind her ear, his fingers wandering on her cheek.

The room was quiet, the curtains fluttering in the gentle breeze.

After a while, Alexander got up, left the room, and gently closed the bedroom door behind him.

He reached for a chair, preparing to wedge it against the door, but hesitated for a moment. Ultimately, he decided against it and put the chair back where it was.

the door, he walked out of

sky was

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head, and saw the person

she woke up, it wasn't Alexander she

the alley that day, Getty felt uneasy; she tried to sit up

at her indifferently, whether it was due to the indoor lighting or something else; Getty

that he was looking

is it you?"

for a few seconds before saying, "I heard you were injured, so I came to see. Isn't

recalled Alexander's demeanor and his words. They left an echoing

with you? Why would you want

her lips, not

when he deliberately led Alexander

her silence and continued to ask himself, "Is it because

slightly stunned, furrowed her brows, and looked

exactly

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