Love Unspoken

The missive had been dispatched successfully, only to be met with rejection. Quinn couldn't suppress a bitter smile.

She had yet to be added back into the recipient's life.Once the text message had been sent into the void, Quinn found herself grappling with uncertainty. Had she truly experienced a hallucination, or was it merely the remnants of a dream? Juliet had been released from the hospital, a consequence of her divorce from Alexander.

Without his financial support, no one was willing to shoulder the exorbitant medical expenses. In a bid to validate her suspicions, Quinn hailed a taxi and sought out Ariel.

However, she was met with a firmly shut door, her persistent knocking met with silence. Just as she was on the brink of surrender, a woman from across the street emerged, her words halting Quinn's futile attempts. "Stop knocking. They moved out a couple of days ago."Confusion clouded Quinn's features as she regarded the woman. Her instinct was to communicate via sign language, but she quickly dismissed the idea, doubting the woman's ability to comprehend."The whole family moved out, seemingly in a rush.

The house is likely already listed for sale online," the woman informed her, delivering the news in a single breath. Quinn swiftly typed a question on her phone: [Did an elderly woman also move out?] The woman glanced at the screen, her brows furrowing in confusion. "I'm not sure about that. When I saw them, they were nearly done moving. If you want to know, you can give them a call."

Expressing her gratitude, Quinn nodded at the woman, who merely requested that she cease her knocking, as her child was slumbering within.

Once the woman had retreated and the door was shut, Quinn leaned against the wall, a chilling sensation creeping through her body.The hallway lights flickered off, plunging her into darkness. Dragging her leaden feet, Quinn made her way to the stairwell. She sank down onto the steps, her gaze fixed on the exclamation mark glaring from her phone's screen.

Ariel's family's hasty departure seemed suspicious to her. She couldn't shake the feeling that it was somehow connected to Alexander.

What secrets were Ariel's family attempting to conceal? Leaning against the wall, Quinn closed her eyes, a wave of drowsiness washing over her.

The wind whistled through the hallway, its icy touch penetrating her soaked clothes. She hugged herself tightly, her body convulsing with shivers on the cold steps.

She found herself slipping into a dream-like state, memories of her past with Alexander surfacing - the streets they had strolled down together, his tender gaze locked onto her.

Their shared history was a tapestry of beautiful moments and unforgettable pain.Images of him smiling at others, his indifference towards her, and his ruthless abandonment, all haunted her dreams.

Whether these dreams brought her joy or sorrow, they were all tinged with regret.In her dazed state, Quinn could vaguely hear someone speaking near her, but the words were indistinct.

She was adrift in her dream, the images tugging at her thoughts, the emotions within the dream more potent than those in reality.She strained to open her heavy eyelids, blurry figures swimming before her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bring them into focus.

One figure seemed to resemble... Alexander.She reached out, attempting to touch the apparition, but her hand fell back down, limp and powerless. The next moment, her eyes snapped open, the world around her snapping into focus. The pungent smell of medicine hung in the air."Quinn, you're awake?" Turning her head, Quinn found Soren at her side. He was clutching a bottle of medicine, which he extended towards Quinn. "Drink it. You've been feverish for two days, but thankfully it's subsided."Propping herself up on the bed, Quinn accepted the medicine, her eyes reflecting her confusion.

She couldn't quite recall the events that had led to this moment.She took the medicine, swallowing it in one gulp, seemingly oblivious to its taste.After downing the medicine, she began to search for her notebook."You should be fine now. Just don't venture out next time. It's too dangerous," Soren cautioned.Suddenly, a memory resurfaced she had gone to find Juliet.