Love Unspoken

Alexander leaned in, "Look, I ain't scared of kicking the bucket, but if I gotta go, I need your forgiveness first."

Quinn's throat felt like sandpaper. She just stared at Alexander, words stuck somewhere deep inside.

Finally, she croaked out, "What if I never forgive you?"

Alexander shrugged, "Then I guess I keep living. Dying's easy. I bet if I croaked right here, you'd forgive me on the spot. But that's not what I'm after."

Quinn yanked her hand away, "You never tell the truth, do you?"

"Why don't you trust me?" Alexander's voice cracked a bit.

"You said you lost your phone and wallet. So how'd you get your adoption papers? Where's your passport from? And what about those two hundred million in charity funds?" Quinn shot back. Alexander was ready to argue, but Quinn's fierce look shut him up.

"Quinn, what do I gotta do?" Alexander asked, sounding beat.

"I've told you a million times. I don't wanna see you. Stop popping up and stop with the fantasies. The best thing you can do is stay away," Quinn said, ice-cold.

hurt flashing in his

wanna use death for forgiveness, but is tricking me any better?" Quinn snapped. "You already haven't forgiven me," Alexander pointed

his words cut through, making Quinn wanna slap

yank her hand free,

she couldn't break free, she bit

it was the pain or just surprise, he

looked at the deep bite marks and said, "Your bite's still strong,

stayed another second. She turned

didn't follow. He just stood there, staring at her back, rubbing

the hospital, taking deep breaths to calm

back, her phone buzzed. The delivery station had

SIM card Abigail

two packages. She tore them open and found a SIM card and her

thrilled, the passport making her

Quinn called Abigail.