Love M

Love Unspoken

The origins of Walter’s entrance into Freya’s life remained a mystery to all. Their marriage, two years prior, had elevated him to the esteemed position of the Kennedys’ son-in-law.

Quinn, however, harbored a certain trepidation towards him.With a subtle shift of her body, she retreated a step, her hand gesturing inquisitively, “Is something amiss?””I’m not at liberty to divulge,” Walter replied, a smile playing on his lips. “After you, Quinn.

“His invitation, though outwardly cordial, was underscored by a smile that failed to reach his eyes. His demeanor hinted at an underlying aggression.

A pang of dread seized Quinn’s heart as her mind flashed back to her encounter with Kaitlyn at the hospital. She found herself wondering, ‘Could this be related to that incident?””I’m not in the best of health today. Could we perhaps postpone this until tomorrow?” she implored.Walter responded with a slight shake of his head.

“It’s best you accompany me now. If mom were to come fetch you herself, it might not be as cordial.”Clutching her phone, Quinn found herself grappling with uncertainty about Kaitlyn’s intentions, a sense of foreboding gnawing at her gut.

Could it be about that day at the hospital?Yet, she was under the impression that Kaitlyn hadn’t noticed her.”Allow me a moment to freshen up,” she finally conceded. Walter nodded in response, the insincere smile still etched on his face.

As Quinn hurried upstairs, she began typing a lengthy message to Alexander. However, she paused mid- way. ‘If everything has already been decided and even Alexander consents to Kaitlyn, what purpose would this message serve?Would I not simply be inviting another heartbreak?’ Quinn pondered, her thoughts spiraling into despair.

Ultimately, she erased the message, leaving only, “Kaitlyn wishes to see me.”Her departure from the Kennedy residence was her escape from the internal strife of the Kennedys and Kaitlyn’s contempt. This message should serve as a hint to Alexander.

No good could come from Kaitlyn seeking Quinn.If Alexander harbored even the slightest concern for Quinn, he would seek her out.Receiving no immediate response, she exited the chat. In a moment of distraction, she opened her social media app, instantly regretting the decision.

Getty’s latest post surfaced on Quinn’s feed, featuring a delicate gift box with an elegant bracelet nestled within. Today was Getty’s birthday, a day she spent in celebration with Alexander.

Quinn’s hands sagged, her eyes growing dimmer with each passing moment.From the floor below, Walter’s voice echoed, “Quinn, are you ready?”Following a brief silence, Quinn emerged from her room to find Walter patiently awaiting her by the door.

16:31 Sun, Ju 20

Outside the villa, Walter’s car was parked near the entrance. He gestured for her to enter, his invitation as polite as ever.Quinn’s gaze lingered on the car door her eyes flickering briefly before she resignedly climbed into the vehicle. Her only solace now was the faint hope that Kaitlyn’s summon was for reasons other than what she feared.The car journey was characterized by silence. Walter’s attention was fixed on the road, while Quinn’s eyes remained glued to her phone.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

There were no messages from either Abigail or Alexander. Her inbox was populated only by a handful of spam texts.Suddenly, Walter broke the silence, “Alexander is working late again tonight?”His question was casual, as if he didn’t anticipate a response from Quinn.

Her eyes downcast, Quinn found herself mindlessly refreshing her social media feed.Getty had updated her social media multiple times in quick succession.Candlelit dinners, thoughtful gifts, hands entwined.

The same hands that had held Quinn just the previous night now held another’s in the same manner. Each image felt like a slap to her face. Every new update elicited a bitter smile from her.Before long, they arrived at the Kennedy Residence.