Love Unspoken

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Quinn was finally getting a bit better. That near-death thing really messed her up, and it took her three months just to get out of bed and shuffle around.

Today was the first time Walter let her step outside. Wrapped in a coat and leaning on Walter, she finally walked out of the villa.

A breeze with a hint of grass hit her, still kinda chilly. Quinn looked at the grasslands around her, and from a distance, it seemed like the sky had turned green. She was amazed. Walter helped her sit in the yard and had someone bring her a glass of juice.

"How you feeling today?" Walter asked, sounding all concerned.

Quinn pulled her gaze back. "Way better. Just a bit out of breath."

"That's normal. The altitude here is high, and you're still weak. You need to get used to it," Walter said gently.

Quinn glanced at him. He looked the same as always. With that fake gentle smile, he seemed like a harmless, handsome guy.

His hair was longer now, almost touching his shoulders, making him look even more androgynous.

Anyone who didn't know him would totally be fooled by his looks.

Quinn looked away and said, "It's so boring here. No TV, no phone, nothing."

Walter laughed. "You don't know anyone here. Even if you had a phone, who would you call? What's the point?"

"Can't I go online?" Quinn shot back.

"Go online? Is it 'cause you're bored, or you wanna check on someone?" Walter said.

Quinn was taken aback. She suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, not sure if it was the altitude or Walter's words.

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She snapped, "I said I wouldn't see him again, and I won't. If you don't believe me, why'd you bring me here?"

Walter's smile deepened. "I never said it was him."

Quinn retorted, "Isn't that what you mean? This place is pretty, but keeping me locked up feels just like being in prison. It's just swapping Alexander's cage for another one." She continued, "Walter, I hate this. If you brought me out of Amber Bay just to lock me up, I'd rather be dead."

Walter stared at her, his smile fading, replaced by a colder look in his eyes. "You used to call me Lucas, didn't you? Why don't you call me that anymore?"

Quinn felt a surge of anger. She turned her head to look at the distant grasslands. "What you're doing now is nothing like the Lucas who always protected me when we were kids."

"Are you blaming me?" He suddenly leaned closer, grabbing her chin and turning her head towards him. "Quinn, don't forget. This was your choice. You could've avoided all this. If Alexander had died back then, none of this would be happening."

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He pressed, "Or do you think it was wrong for me to avenge The Mellon family?"

Quinn's eyes flickered. Faced with his questioning, she couldn't say a word.

It was just like when Alexander asked her if she couldn't live without Walter.

The event itself wasn't the problem; it was impossible to say who was right or wrong.

Walter let go of her and smiled faintly. "Alright. Let's drop it. If you're bored, I'll get a TV installed in your room."

He continued, "Go back and rest. It's not good for your health to be out in the wind too long. As for what you said, I don't agree. If you can go two years without contacting him or checking any news about him, I won't restrict your freedom." With a meaningful smirk, he added, "I believe you won't have any more entanglements with your enemy, right?"

He deliberately emphasized "enemy," as if reminding Quinn to completely give up on Alexander.

As long as he kept reminding her that Alexander was her enemy, she'd completely sever any thoughts of him.