Love Unspoken

Orion nervously and eagerly awaited her response. Quinn blinked, her hand pausing in midair. This was something she was unfamiliar with. Quinn had no memory of this word, and she was unsure how to sign it in sign language.

Seeing the dilemma on her face, Orion sighed disappointedly. But then he perked up and gently said, "Would you like me to teach you?" Quinn nodded.

Quinn said, "Like this, this gesture means husband."

Quinn stared at his fingers, mimicking his movements, gesturing the word husband.

Orion was instantly delighted. He excitedly grabbed Quinn's wrist. "You gesture it two more times."

Following his instructions, Quinn gestured a few more times.

Orion was overjoyed, happiness shining through his eyes. Even though she didn't speak, Orion remembered her voice.

So when Quinn gestured this word, Orion imagined her voice.

Orion suddenly understood why Alexander was having trouble letting go. Teaching her little by little was so fulfilling.

Orion gazed at the young girl he had raised on his own, who clung to him every day. He felt an indescribable joy, a truly magnificent feeling.

Despite the darkness of the sky, Orion's smile radiated as brightly as the sun.

Orion's smile and

them were smiling, looking like

rain. Orion's smile momentarily froze, and he quickly ushered Quinn into

"Let's go,

to shield Quinn's head from the rain. Just as they entered the hall, it started pouring

the ground and vegetation, creating a sound reminiscent of weeping and

outside in the rain, subconsciously leaning

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looked at her leaning body, his expression somewhat

used to behave the same way as Alexander at

leaving her feeling completely isolated. She latched onto anyone who showed her kindness,

wondered what if it were

Alexander? Orion's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the elevator. He shook himself out of his

the elevator, understood what others said, and was

skeptical at first, but now he understood. There was a distinction between being five years old and being

was evident that Quinn was suffering from amnesia, not

on the coffee table and asked

be missing out on the complete story. Head over there to dive into the next

wash her hands by herself, Orion called someone to