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.

jumbled, 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,

to uncover Walter's identity

left, Walter was likely

begged, Walter

and uttered,

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up some flowers and placed them in front of a

lip, gazing at

and refused to

you soon forget everything that happened today, as Alexander said, remember that you have faced consequences for

won't disappear

from his pocket and handed it to Quinn,

her disheveled face

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while his gaze drifted far away, fixed on the