Love Unspoken

Quinn's brain just flatlined when she saw the baby.

All those old memories came rushing back, and the baby's cries felt like they were stabbing right into her soul, messing with her head big time.

It felt as if her lost kids were pointing fingers at her through this baby.

She clung to the bathroom door, swaying as if she were about to pass out. All she could hear was the faint cries of the baby, everything else was just a blur. The lady next to her called the cops, and they took Quinn away too.

The cops asked a ton of questions, but she was totally out of it, and everyone could see something was seriously off with her.

The lady next to her noticed too and blurted out, "When I went in, she was the only one in the bathroom."

"Is the baby yours?" the cop asked Quinn.

She looked spaced out, and the lady nudged her arm, "Hey, they're talking to you."

back and stared blankly at

repeated, "Is the

lips together and shook her head

whose is it?" the lady muttered, eyeing Quinn, who didn't look like she just had a baby.

I went in, there was no one inside," Quinn

checked the surveillance and hospital records and came back, "There's no surveillance in that corridor, and all the pregnant women due today are accounted for. Looks like someone either gave birth

about to pop, didn't want the kid, but had no choice but to go to the

said, "People are wild. If they didn't want the baby, why go through the whole

asked, "How's the

voice replied, "Still being resuscitated in the

cops stood up. "Let's

quickly asked, "What'll

try to find her parents first. If no one claims her, we'll look for adoptive parents. If that doesn't work, she'll

while before saying, "Her