Love Unspoken

Feeling drained, Quinn dropped her hand and asked, "Who are you?"

Observing Quinn's tired gesture with her stiff fingers, Walter's mouth twitched into a slight smile that carried more chill than warmth.

"Who I am, you can think about it slowly."

Walter avoided answering Quinn's question, shifting his gaze to the tombstone.

Quinn observed Walter's profile intently, his short hair covering his cheeks and most of his face, revealing only his lips and nose from her perspective.

Quinn struggled to remember Walter's previous words.

Walter asserted that he had a debt to The Smiths family, hinting that he was not Quinn's brother.

But who was Walter really?

The more Quinn contemplated this, the more her head throbbed inexplicably.

She raised her hand to press against her head, tugging at her hair as she felt a sharp pain in her mind.

Her thoughts were jumbled, and she couldn't recall anything about Walter,

to uncover Walter's identity and his significance to

no family or parents left, Walter was likely her

matter how much Quinn begged, Walter remained unwilling to

eyes with her and uttered, "I won't tell you. If you can't remember,

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words, Walter picked up some flowers and placed

her lip, gazing

and refused to acknowledge her, using this as

soon forget everything that happened today, as Alexander said, remember that

punishment won't disappear with

took a white circular ring from his pocket and handed it to Quinn, instructing, "Make

ring, her disheveled face

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casually while his gaze drifted far