Love Unspoken

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She got up from the bed in confusion, feeling intense pain when her palm touched the sheets.

Quinn subconsciously raised her hand to look, both hands wrapped in gauze, with wounds on her fingertips covered with band-aids.

A hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

She tried to recall something faintly in her mind, but upon closer thought, she couldn't remember anything. She felt like something was on the verge of emerging but never quite did. This feeling made her particularly restless.

At that moment, the door suddenly pushed open, and Walter walked in. Quinn looked up at him, equally puzzled by this person.

Walter, dressed in a long black coat today, walked over, head down, and locked eyes with Quinn.

Every time saw the appearance of this person, she would be surprised, and then internally and then she would mentally distinguish whether they were male or female.

When she saw his Adam's apple, Quinn gestured, "Who are you?"

Watching her movements, Walter raised a corner of his mouth. "Forgot again?"

Quinn furrowed her brows.

Walter sat down beside her, reached out his handsome hand to her head, and Quinn instinctively dodged.

But he still touched her, ruffling her hair and smiling. "I'm your brother, don't you remember me?"

Quinn paused, her gaze shifting back and forth on his face. She had no recollection of having a brother.

Taking advantage of her memory loss, Walter began to fabricate, "When you were five, we got separated. I searched for you for many years and finally found you three years ago, but now you don't remember; it really makes me sad." Quinn's eyes widened slightly. She remembered being brought back to the Kennedys when she was five, but she had no impression of anything before that age.

She also knew she wasn't part of the Kennedys, so she was skeptical of Walter's words.

No one knew how much she longed for her own family during all those years at the Kennedys.

Especially when Freya bullied her, she would think, if she were at her own home, with parents to protect her, would anyone dare bully her?

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And the saddest part was she didn't even know who her parents were.

The only person she could rely on was Alexander. Every night, she would fear waking up to find even Alexander rejecting her. Therefore, when Walter claimed to be her brother, it felt like a hand squeezing her heart, causing a painful ache.

Seeing the tears welling up in her eyes, Walter's smile faded slightly.

"What's wrong, don't you believe me?"

Quinn opened her mouth, tears uncontrollably streaming down. She shook her head, gesturing, "But why can't I remember?" "Because you were ill."

Walter patiently explained her illness and kindly informed her that many years had passed since the time she remembered.

To confirm his words, Quinn took out her phone to check the time and date.

This time, she had no choice but to believe.

If you're loving the book, nel5s.org is where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Clutching her phone, Quinn looked up at Walter again as if trying to see through him.

With a harmless smile on his lips, lacking any aggression, Walter seemed gentle, like a deceiving older brother next door.

Gradually, looking at his face, Quinn began to believe him.

"Do you believe me now?" Walter asked.

Quinn hesitated for a moment, gesturing, "I believe you."

Suddenly, Walter chuckled. He ruffled Quinn's head with his fingers and then embraced her tightly.

"It's good that you believe. Call me 'brother'."

Quinn pursed her lips, trying to speak. After a few attempts, she failed.

Walter glanced down at her, finding it strange, too, as she was normally able to speak.