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.

and she couldn't recall anything about Walter, only snippets related to Alexander. Despite the throbbing headache, Quinn reached out and grasped Walter's arm, her eyes filled

to uncover Walter's

parents left, Walter was

no matter how much Quinn begged, Walter remained

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

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Walter picked up some flowers and placed them in front

bit her lip, gazing at Walter with

to acknowledge her, using this as

" Even if you soon forget everything that happened today, as Alexander said, remember that you

won't disappear

from his pocket and handed it

attached the ring, her disheveled face was reflected

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the ring, Walter nonchalantly brought up, "In Sylvadora, there's a tradition where families commemorate their departed loved ones on Christmas Day. It's a day filled with festivities, and no matter where they are, even if they're off-planet, everyone returns home for that occasion. I recall the last time I

reminisced, seemingly chatting casually while his gaze drifted far away, fixed on the