Love Unspoken

But whenever Getty thought about Quinn and Alexander moving forward without her, she found herself unable to sleep, consumed by frustration.

Quinn had taken the place that Getty believed belonged to her, enjoying the love and attention that she felt should have been hers. This deep sense of resentment towards Quinn left Getty feeling incredibly uneasy. Anyone would feel resentful in his place.

Quinn, nestled in Alexander's arms, was drifting off to sleep. She fell asleep halfway through the journey.

Quinn always dreamed when she slept, and this time was no exception.

She dreamed of a cemetery. Her parents emerged from their tombstones, cursing her in low voices just like Walter had.

They declared, "Quinn, you are an absolute embarrassment. Truly, you are a disappointment."

Seeing their distorted faces, Quinn was frightened and abruptly opened her eyes.

Her view was filled with a white ceiling and the sound of drizzling rain outside the window.

Ms. Miller said, "Mrs. Kennedy, you're awake."

Quinn turned her head to find Ms. Miller's smiling face. She stared in disbelief for a moment before slowly sitting up from the bed and asking, "Who are you?"

The smile on Ms. Miller's face froze, "Don't you recognize me? I'm Ms. Miller."

her head and looked at Ms. Miller for a moment

sighed

a bit scared. She gestured,

replied, "Mr. Kennedy left after he brought you back. He should

lowered her eyes in disappointment

hungry, but she just shook her

pouring outside, and although the heating was on inside,

of bed and looked

be more familiar to Quinn. She had never been here before. Why had Alexander

and asked, "Why do you refer to me as Mrs. Kennedy?" In Quinn's recollection, Mrs. Kennedy appeared to be a

answer.

Quinn were divorced, so explaining that they were a couple didn't seem

pocket and handed it to Quinn, saying, "Oh, this is the phone that Mr. Kennedy asked me to give you. Keep it safe, and don't lose it." Quinn got a new phone and unlocked it to check the contacts. She found only one contact saved - Alexander. She then opened Facebook and saw that the only person on there was also Alexander. The phone

didn't matter to Quinn. After all, even if she had her old phone,

on Alexander's profile. It was a system profile with no picture,

thought her phone was slow, clicking on it repeatedly

her phone, and headed downstairs from

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