Love Unspoken

Quinn waited for what felt like forever, and soon, a light drizzle started to fall. The fine drizzle floated under the streetlights, refracting a sparkling light.

She looked up, watching the drizzle and letting it land on her face and hair.

In a daze, she seemed to see Lucas under the moonlight again. As usual, he was smiling at her with that familiar eyes that were always full of affection for her.

"Lucas," she murmured, slowly reaching out her hand. "Are you here to take me home?"

Lucas stayed silent, his figure almost transparent under the moonlight, like he could vanish any second.

Her fingers passed right through him, touching nothing, just as it had occurred in her dreams previously.

Tears welled up in her eyes, blending with the rain as they cascaded down her face.

"You all don't want me anymore," she choked out, staring at the illusion, for fear that he would disappear once she blinked.

The rain fell harder, soaking her face and hair and mixing with her tears.

Suddenly, a blinding white light appeared in her vision.

Quinn raised her hand to shield her eyes. Once she adjusted herself to the light, only to find that Lucas's image was gone.

Panic surged in her heart as she looked around, only to see a car parked by the roadside.

Alexander got out and strode towards her.

Quinn looked up at the tall figure in front of her; he was so tall that even with her head tilted back, she couldn't clearly see his face in the night.

Alexander crouched down in front of her, their eyes meeting.

"Had enough?" he asked, his tone as cold as the air around them.

Tears burst from Quinn's eyes, and she opened her mouth, making a faint sound. "You liar."

Alexander's expression shifted slightly. "What did you say?"

"You liar, you said you would take me home."

Alexander pressed his lips together, saying nothing. The rain continued to fall on both of them.

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Quinn wiped her tears and grabbed his sleeve, "Why won't you take me home?"

Alexander looked down at her hand, rainwater sliding down his face and dripping from his chin to the ground in the end.

He said, "You haven't recovered."

"You're lying. I'm already recovered, I'm not even coughing anymore!" Quinn shot back.

Alexander looked at her. "Let's go back first."

"No, I don't want to. That's not my home, I want to go to my own home!" Quinn shouted.

Alexander suddenly stood up and gripped her wrist. "You're coming with me."

"I don't want to. Let go of my hand! Let go!"

Standing on the ground with her bare feet, Quinn resisted and naively thought he would definitely give in if she persisted.

But Alexander didn't let go of her hand. Instead, he dragged her towards the car.

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Quinn cried, but ultimately her strength couldn't match Alexander's, and she was shoved into the car.

He secured her with the seatbelt, closed the door, and got into the driver's seat.

Quinn tugged at the seatbelt, unable to unfasten it.

She couldn't help thinking, 'My family doesn't want me anymore. And you're bullying me!'

The grievance in her heart surged again, and she started crying once more.

Alexander, however, acted as if he didn't hear, driving the car back to Regal Riverside.

When he stopped the car at Regal Riverside, he pulled her out of the car and took her all the way back to the bedroom upstairs.

Quinn struggled but couldn't break free at all. In despair, she angrily bit his arm.

He paused, looking back at her.

Quinn glared at him, trying to show her anger. However, her eyes were still red, and her gaze lacked any real menace, instead looking innocent and pitiful.