Love Unspoken

Despite the gentle curve of his lips, there was no trace of a smile. It dawned on Quinn that the person she was searching for was truly gone, never to return.

He grabbed her wrist, and forcibly removed it from his face. His lips returned to their cold, straight line.

"Quinn, let me be clear. Stop pretending to be ignorant and submissive. Stay here with me, regardless of whether I am the person you want. From now on, I am him. Do you understand?" Hearing that, Quinn furrowed her brows slightly, appearing enraged.

She suddenly twisted her wrist, desperately attempting to free herself. However, the man firmly held her, pulled her closer, and grasped her chin once more.

"Did you remember?" he asked.

Quinn vigorously shook her head, struggling to escape.

Losing patience, Alexander hoisted her up and carried her upstairs.

He kicked open the bedroom door and threw her onto the bed. Before Quinn could get up, he grabbed her wrists and pinned her back down.

"I'll ask you again, who am I?"

With teary eyes, Quinn looked at his cold face. Then she looked away, refusing to meet his gaze.

She refused to recognize this person as Alexander as if by denying it, he would no longer be himself.

Alexander forcefully turned her face towards him, locking eyes, and said, "Deep down, you know exactly who I am. Do you think denying me can fool yourself, pretending the old Alexander still exists?" Quinn's gaze briefly faltered, momentarily distracted from her inner conflict.

"Quinn, there's no turning back; it's already done. Do you understand?" His voice softened, hovering near Quinn's neck, almost as if he were speaking to both Quinn and himself.

"It's time to put an end to all this chaos."

His warm breath tickled Quinn's ear, his voice barely audible by the end.

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His words brought tears down Quinn's cheeks. She couldn't accept it. How could she...

Just the day before, he had been talking with her joyfully, his eyes filled with affection. But after a night, he acted like a different person who didn't care about her at all. In an instant, they had become strangers, with him pulling further away. He left her behind, drifting further away. The divide between them was too vast; she couldn't bridge it.

Facing the truth, she found herself standing on the edge, looking towards the unfamiliar version of him on the other side. He had chosen not to come back and had prohibited her from trying to find him.

What was she to do? She was left with no options.

Tears streamed down Quinn's cheeks as she looked at the man's face. Raising her hand, she gestured slowly, silently questioning why he wouldn't come back.

Alexander looked at her with a complex expression, gently brushing away the tears on her face.

Softly, he murmured, "There's no way back, understand?"

Quinn's tears and sobs became even more uncontrollable. She gestured, asking. "Then what should I do?"

His voice turned gruff, tinged with resignation, "Well, why don't you tell me? What should we do?"

Quinn took a deep breath, swallowing the lump in her throat, feeling a heavy weight on her chest.

Gazing into the man's dark eyes for a long moment, she eventually gestured, saying, "Let's say goodbye. You move forward, I'll go back. "Back to where?"

Quinn didn't answer him. She gazed at him intensely, her fingers delicately tracing his features.

Where?

She was going to look for "him", of course. Since he wouldn't return, she would go for him, wherever he was.