Love Unspoken

Alexander cradled her in his arms, carrying her down the stairs and into the restaurant, his grip on her unyielding.

A sudden warmth spread across Quinn's face. She was no longer a child, yet he held her as if she were, even as they sat down to eat. It was an unfamiliar sensation.

She squirmed, attempting to free herself, but Alexander held firm. His arm encircled her waist, restraining her movements.

"Why haven't you eaten?" Alexander inquired, turning his gaze towards her. He noted the blush creeping up her cheeks.

Flustered, she shook her head and gestured towards her empty bowl, indicating that she had already eaten.

"You've eaten too little," he observed.

With that, he picked up a Sebastian, scooping up some corn porridge and bringing it to her lips.

Quinn felt

wave of shyness and resistance, but she forced herself to part her lips and swallow the Sebastianful of corn porridge.

His actions struck her as odd. Quinn felt as though she was beginning to lose her grasp on who he was, leaving her feeling somewhat adrift.

"Eat one more bite," he urged.

Reluctantly, Quinn took another bite.

For a moment, she was transported back to her childhood, perched on his lap as he fed her.

She remembered the teasing she had endured from Freya when the latter had witnessed this scene, and had vowed never to let Alexander feed her again. Reflecting on it now, their interaction didn't resemble that of lovers, but rather that of an adult guiding a child.

She had an epiphany - she was like a child who had never grown up.

His little sister.

This realization cast a shadow over Quinn's eyes.

When Alexander proffered the food once more, she refused to eat and struggled to free herself.

He didn't resist, releasing her when she had struggled enough.

Quinn returned to her seat, lowering her head, her nose stinging.

Alexander studied her for a moment, then glanced at the corn porridge in his hand. He tossed the Sebastian aside and adjusted his tie.

A heavy silence descended upon the dining table.

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After a while, Alexander abruptly rose and ascended the stairs, leaving his untouched meal behind.

Quinn was accustomed to this. He often stormed off in the middle of a meal.

Most of the time, Quinn was at a loss as to why he was upset.

After taking a shower and getting dressed, Alexander departed, but not before instructing Quinn, "Don't wander around."

Quinn listened to his familiar directive and paused for a few seconds. By the time she came to, he was already gone.

Quinn sat in the dining room for half an hour, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts, yet the lost memories remained elusive. Finally, she sighed, rose to her feet, and began to clear the table.

Around noon, the doorbell rang.

Quinn turned her attention to the door, setting down the puppy she was holding, and went to answer it.

Standing on the threshold was Kyle, flanked by two middle-aged women. Kyle ushered them inside, smiling at Quinn as he introduced them, "Quinn, this is Ms. Miller, and that is Ms. Moore. They were sent by the general manager to take care of you."

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"Hello, Quinn." The two nannies greeted her with warm smiles and polite bows.

Quinn looked at Kyle, her expression one of confusion, questioning his intentions.

But Kyle offered no explanation, simply continuing, "From now on, these two will be responsible for taking care of you. If you need anything or have any concerns, just let them know."

After addressing Quinn, Kyle turned to the two women, warning them, "Take good care of Quinn. If there are any problems, I will hold you accountable."

"Yes, we promise to take good care of Quinn," they assured him.

Satisfied, Kyle nodded. "Then I will take my leave."

His visit was brief, and he departed as quickly as he had arrived, leaving behind only the two women he had brought with him.

Once they were alone, the two women busied themselves, attempting to establish their presence, but the villa was immaculate, leaving them with little to do.

After a futile search for tasks, they exchanged a look of mutual bewilderment.

Ms. Miller approached Quinn, asking respectfully, "Quinn, is there anything we need to do?"

Quinn looked up at Ms. Miller. She was accustomed to solitude, and the sudden presence of two additional people left her feeling somewhat ill at ease.

She glanced around the room, then shook her head, indicating that there was nothing for them to do.