Love Unspoken

Quinn shifted away, displeased that the car blocked her view.

As the car door swung open, Alexander emerged, but Quinn didn't even spare him a glance. She was still waiting for her Alexander. Her line of sight was obstructed again, drawing her attention upwards. A man in a black suit met her gaze with a stern look. Quinn averted her eyes, taking two steps aside, but the man seized her wrist firmly, commanding, "Come with me."

She glared at him in disgust, struggling to free her hand.

Her disdainful expression was blatant, escalating the man's cold demeanor.

He dragged her towards the car as she dug her feet into the ground, refusing to move. In frustration, she bit down on the man's hand. Her teeth sunk into the prominent veins on his hand, causing Alexander to pause.

Turning towards Quinn, his demeanor remained icy, devoid of any visible emotion, as if the victim of the bite was someone else entirely. Seeing that he showed no sign of releasing her, Quinn intensified her bite, even feeling the severity herself, yet he remained unresponsive. Just when Quinn suspected him of numbness to pain, he suddenly released her hand, then gripped her chin.

Under the streetlight, the welts from her bite stood out starkly, with traces of blood emerging from the grooves.

"Quinn, don't assume your condition allows you to provoke my patience without consequences."

His voice carried a frigid tone that made Quinn shiver in the cold air.

This wasn't an insult but a brutal truth about her mental state.

Pushing the man away abruptly, Quinn gestured, "I don't know you!"

"Don't you know me?" he narrowed his eyes. "Whom are you waiting for here?"

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"Alexander," Quinn replied.

Alexander seized her wrist, pulling her closer, holding her chin up to force her to see his face.

"Take a good look. Do you recognize me?" he demanded.

Quinn's gaze wandered over his face, a familiar visage yet eliciting an unfamiliar feeling within her. She shook her head; she did not recognize this person.

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Feeling aggrieved, tears streamed down Quinn's cheeks, hot droplets falling onto the back of Alexander's hand.

Tears fell on his wound, causing him intense pain.

It felt as if she had been bullied.

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Alexander's eyes flashed. Abruptly releasing Quinn, he dragged her and pushed her into the car.

Quinn still struggled, but he removed his tie, restraining her hands behind her back with it, then securing them with a seatbelt.

She squirmed but couldn't break free, resigned to staring defiantly at the man in the driver's seat, her eyes filled with injustice.

Ignoring her, Alexander started the car, driving off into the distance.

As Quinn's tears continued to fall, his cold profile starkly contrasted with the image of Alexander in her heart. This person was not him.

Turning her gaze away, Quinn looked out of the window.

The suffocating silence within the car felt unbearably oppressive.