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 smiled

of them were smiling, looking

to rain. Orion's smile momentarily froze, and

said, "Let's go, it's

he raised his hand to shield Quinn's head from the rain. Just as they entered the hall,

rain pounded the ground and vegetation, creating

world outside

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at her leaning body,

wondering, 'Did Quinn used to behave the same

anyone who showed her kindness,

if

him as she did for Alexander? Orion's thoughts were interrupted by the sound

sense. She recognized the elevator, understood what others said, and

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

was suffering from amnesia,

on the coffee table and asked Quinn to

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wash her hands by