Love Unspoken

"Quinn, are you awake?" The question hung in the air, echoing in the silence of the room.

Quinn found herself staring blankly at the ceiling, her mind a whirlpool of confusion. Slowly, she turned her head toward the source of the voice. Sean tried to offer her a comforting smile.

"Does the wound hurt?" His question seemed to trigger a physical response, as if the mere mention of the wound awakened the pain that lay dormant.

A sharp, excruciating pain shot through Quinn's foot, causing her to grimace. The pain was unbearable, so intense that it made her face contort in agony, and a cold sweat began to bead on her forehead.

She lay still, not daring to move even a toe, fearing that the slightest movement would intensify the pain and cause her to lose consciousness.

Seeing her in such a state, Sean quickly rushed out of the room in search of a doctor. Quinn, left alone, clutched the bedsheets tightly, her knuckles turning white. Her forehead was creased with pain, veins bulging under the strain, and sweat trickled down her face.

As she lay there, she found herself recalling the scenes from her dream. The image of Alexander's indifferent face flashed before her eyes, causing her heart to ache. She closed her eyes, the emotional pain compounding the physical agony she was already enduring.

Sean returned, a doctor in tow. The doctor examined the wound on her leg. Despite being wrapped in gauze, faint traces of blood could still be seen seeping through.

"Get her some pain relievers or something. Why is it hurting so much?" Sean asked, his voice laced with concern. He had experienced a similar injury, having been bitten by a dog that nearly hit an artery. Yet, he had never experienced pain of this magnitude.

The doctor explained, "The bite has affected the tendons, causing intense pain. She's also had several shots of immunoglobulin, which could be adding to the discomfort." "So, what do we do now?" Sean asked, his eyes filled with worry.

"There's not much we can do at this point," the doctor replied. "She can take some pain relievers to help manage the pain. It should start to ease once the wound begins to scab over."

With that, the doctor retrieved a box from the medicine cabinet and broke two pain reliever tablets for Quinn. "Miss, take these pain relievers, and you should start to feel some relief soon."

By this point, Quinn was drenched in sweat. Without hesitation, she picked up the pills and placed them in her mouth.

Sean quickly handed her a glass of water. She cupped the glass in her hands and swallowed the pills, the simple action causing her wound to throb with renewed intensity.

After taking the pain relievers, her body seemed to sag with exhaustion.

Sean wanted to say something, but seeing Quinn in her current state, he swallowed his words.

Instead, he simply said, "Rest well for now. If you need anything, there's an internal line by your bedside."

With that, he promptly exited the room.

Once outside, he paused at the door, pulling out his phone. He hesitated, unsure of whether to call Alexander. If he told Alexander about Quinn's condition, he might face repercussions. But if he didn't and Alexander found out on his own, the consequences could be even worse...

Before he could make a decision, his phone rang.

It was Alexander.

Startled, Sean nearly dropped his phone. He took a deep breath, glanced back at the bedroom, and moved a little further away before answering the call. "Alexander," he greeted, his voice trembling slightly."

Yeah, is Quinn still up there?" Alexander asked.

Sean's complexion paled, and he replied nervously, "Yes, she's already asleep. You asked me to find a dog to give to Quinn, but I haven't chosen one yet." "Don't you have two Golden Retrievers?" Alexander inquired.

"Golden Retrievers?" Sean Vance's eyes widened in realization. "Those two you asked me to buy before! I'll go take a look tomorrow, but those two Golden Retrievers are young and haven't been trained well yet. I'm afraid they'll be too rowdy." Alexander remained silent for a moment before responding, "It's fine if they're a bit rowdy, as long as they don't bite."

His words were vague, and Sean couldn't decipher his intent. But when he heard the word 'bite', his heart skipped a beat.

He forced himself to remain calm as he replied, "Understood, they won't bite people. I'll let Quinn take a look tomorrow and see which one she likes."

"Give her both," Alexander instructed. "Alright," Sean agreed, finally understanding Alexander's intentions. He had bought the two Golden Retrievers for Quinn. He couldn't help but find Alexander's behavior strange.

If he had just said so earlier, it would have saved them all a lot of trouble.

After they finished speaking, Alexander gave him one last instruction.

"Bring both Quinn and the dogs tomorrow.""Alright, Alexander... Aren't you coming in person?" Sean asked.

"I don't have time tomorrow," Alexander replied curtly.