Love Unspoken

Alexander remained unresponsive, calmly standing in place without even blinking.

Quinn became anxious. She hurried forward, grabbing Walter's arm and shaking her head at him. Walter stared at Quinn's frantic gaze, a strong hint of mockery curling his lips.

"What did you find?" Alexander suddenly asked.

Walter glared at Alexander. "Why should I tell you?"

Alexander raised his hand and pushed away Walter's dagger. "It's getting dark. Let's finish this quickly." Walter felt like he had punched into cotton as he angrily sheathed his knife and pulled Quinn over.

Quinn stumbled to stand in front of the tombstone, gazing at the photo on it. In contrast to the previous unfamiliarity, she now felt an indescribable emotion - a heavy sensation in her chest. Alexander watched the two figures walk away, fell silent, and walked away.

Alexander came to a nearby pavilion, leaned against a pillar, and thoughtfully lit a cigarette.

Walter cleared the weeds around the tombstone and wiped its surface. As he cleaned, he spoke softly, "Come stand here."

Quinn furrowed her brows, looking at Walter with confusion.

Walter focused on clearing the weeds rather than looking

said, "Don't you know how to read? Look

words, Quinn finally noticed the inscriptions on the tombstone:

Mellon...

eyes widened suddenly. She was forced to look closely at the man's

Quinn's breathing quickened slightly.

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Quinn suddenly looked at Walter, hoping to get confirmation

his eyes

to lose all strength,

hoped her family, the Kennedys, would find her and take her back

always believed that her parents would come for her one day and that she still

hopes by revealing that the

realized she had no home to return to after

on your own, to see your regret,