Love Unspoken

After a bit, she rolled outta bed, slipped on her shoes, and headed downstairs.

Walter was chillin' in the living room, nose deep in a newspaper. Dude had been laying low these past few days 'cause of his injury, barely stepping out. "Yo, it's already five. Where you off to?" Walter suddenly piped up.

It was like he had eyes in the back of his head. Quinn had tried to sneak past, but he still caught her.

Quinn stopped, turned around, and said, "I'm going to the hospital."

"You're just gonna go see him now?" Walter asked.

"I'm not going to see him, I'm going to..." She trailed off. Couldn't spill the beans about the kid.

Walter put down the paper, tilted his head, and gave her a look. "You going back on your word?"

Quinn hung her head, couldn't think of a comeback.

She had promised she was done with Alexander-no visits, no checking up on him.

But she hadn't stuck to it.

Made all her past drama and beef with the Kennedys seem like she deserved it, like she brought it on herself.

efforts to ditch

promise made her

you want. I've done all I can. If I try to stop you again, you'll think I'm up to something, like Alexander, trying to cage you in." Then

later, Soren came rushing down. "What's

suit, showing his busted leg. "Isn't it time to change the

said, "Yeah,

kit, squatted next to

gnarly. Walter couldn't sit still and kept moving around, making it

angle, she could see the blood on the

Stitched up and medicated, but the flesh was all

hadn't seen it, Quinn

her standing there. "Weren't you leaving? What are

her lips

to Walter, stared at his leg,

on the sofa, all casual, saying, "I was

helping an old man. Both of them used dumb reasons to keep her from finding out the truth. There was a bit of defiance too, like, "You wouldn't believe me anyway, so who cares how

down next to him and watched Soren change the

smirked at her.