Love Unspoken

Walter shifted his gaze to Alexander's face, the smirk at the corner of his mouth growing more mocking, "What do you mean? Don't you know exactly what I'm talking about?" Alexander narrowed his eyes, and his aura suddenly diminished.

Quinn, standing beside, also noticed the drop in temperature.

Walter saw Alexander remain silent with a slight smile. "Don't play dumb."

Walter said, "Can you just ignore it and pretend it never happened, as long as you don't look into it?"

After saying that, Walter left the two and walked towards the cemetery. "You're quite skilled at evading things, Alexander."

Quinn didn't understand. She watched Walter walk away, then looked at Alexander, puzzled.

Quinn gestured, "Is he talking about me?"

"He's not talking about you." Alexander put away his emotions and took out a tissue to wipe the saliva from Quinn's mouth. "Don't overthink."

Quinn nodded, just spat out. Her mouth was bitter.

mouth and handed her

took a few sips,

overgrown weeds. It took some time to spot the tombstones along the cement path. Before approaching, Walter could be

extra depth of solemnity, starkly contrasted by the surrounding wild grass. The atmosphere was creepy. Quinn instinctively squeezed Alexander's

as Alexander was there, Quinn felt

followed

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tombstone bore the photograph of a woman. She sported a head of curled hair, was clad in a skirt, and her lips were gently

at the tombstone next to it. Surprisingly, it was

a refined and scholarly air about him, an aura of erudition. At a glance, he was clearly a

something and turned to look at

was also looking at

for a moment in silence. Quinn couldn't quite interpret the emotions in his eyes, a blend that appeared

had no impression. She couldn't recall and was unfamiliar with any of

free. Don't miss out on the next chapter-visit us now and continue your journey! Walter chuckled.

Alexander's arm, answering Walter's words