Love Unspoken

An instinctual urge to flee surged within Quinn, yet the man's elongated arms formed an unyielding barrier against the wall.

His voice echoed in the silent room, "What are you running from?"Biting her lip, Quinn remained silent for a moment, her thoughts swirling in a whirlpool of confusion. She lifted her hand and gestured, "Aren't you afraid of Freya misunderstanding?"Walter's gaze fell upon her fingers, his eyes taking on a depth that was almost unnerving.

His scrutiny was intense, his gaze sweeping over Quinn with an unmasked aggression that left her feeling exposed.

His ambiguous gaze sent waves of unease coursing through Quinn's veins."Do you truly not remember?" He probed further. Her brows knitted together in confusion, and she gestured vaguely, "Remember what?"Instead of answering, a chuckle escaped Walter's lips.

His fingers gently traced the curve of Quinn's chin, his tone laced with ambiguity. "Have you forgotten what transpired between us?"Quinn's pupils dilated in surprise, her gaze locked onto Walter as she raised her hand to push him away. He caught Quinn's restless hand mid-air, pulling her back towards him. His eyes narrowed, "Why do you always contemplate fleeing from me? Do you believe that things will simply vanish if you escape?"His words sent her heart pounding against her ribcage.

A shiver of cold fear raced down her spine as she met his ambiguous gaze. What had happened between them? Could it be that Alexander had divorced her because of this?

Yet, in Quinn's memory, there were no interactions between her and Walter. What could have possibly happened between them?Walter watched her ever-changing gaze, his voice steady, "It appears you truly don't remember. When we were at the farm, you cooked for me. You refused to leave with Alexander, and I even got hurt for you. You don't recall any of these."

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Quinn had no memory of the events he described, yet as his words filled the room, vague fragments of memories flashed through her mind, aligning with his narrative. Soren had once mentioned that her illness was unlike amnesia. It was intermittent, and the memories wouldn't completely fade away.

Some memories would resurface when triggered by others. The realization left Quinn even more shocked.She couldn't comprehend why she would have had these experiences with Walter. According to him, it seemed as though they had eloped together.

But swiftly, Quinn shook her head vehemently, indicating her disbelief in such a possibility.

She knew her own heart better than anyone else. Regardless of what had transpired between her and Alexander, she would never fall for someone else so easily.Especially not Walter.She refused to believe she could do such a thing. Observing her reactions, Walter couldn't help but laugh. There was no trace of anger in his demeanor."It seems that this Alexander is truly irreplaceable in your heart. If that's the case, why did you get divorced?" Quinn averted her gaze, her lips sealed in silence.

She didn't know.She pushed Walter away, turning to flee.But Walter wasn't about to let her escape so easily. He grabbed her wrist, flinging her onto the nearby couch with a force that left her reeling.Quinn landed on the couch, her head spinning, her senses disoriented.

Before she could regain her bearings, Walter leaned over her, trapping her in the corner of the couch. His hand gripped her chin, his voice low, "It's okay to forget. I can help you remember."Quinn's pupils contracted, uncertainty clouding her mind as she wondered what he was about to do.In the next instant, his hand tangled in her hair, a sharp pain shooting through her scalp.

Then, with a swift yank, he threw her onto the ground. She rolled off the couch, her head and knees colliding with the hard floor, waves of intense pain assaulting her senses. Walter tugged at her hair once more, forcing her to lift her head.