Love Unspoken

Alexander remained silent.

The light in Quinn's eyes gradually dimmed, revealing a wounded expression. She fell silent for a moment, lowering her hand sadly.

Suddenly, Alexander lifted Quinn's face, his palm against her cheek. "Yes."

Quinn was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lifted her head, looking at Alexander with joy.

Alexander leaned against the headboard, his face still somewhat pale, almost blending in with the white wall behind him. Yet his eyes were deep.

Alexander put on a faint smile. "You're right, I like you the most."

Quinn's tense expression softened at Alexander's words, and a faint smile appeared in her teary eyes. She held Alexander's hand, pressing it against her face even more tightly.

Their reflections fell on the window, fireworks sparkling outside, the window's reflection flickering.

Alexander glanced at the wristwatch on the bedside table. It was half past eleven.

"Come sit here." Alexander patted the space on the bed.

Quinn shook her head, gesturing, "No, you're injured. We can't sleep together."

"It's fine, come up." Alexander pulled Quinn's hand, just out of surgery. Alexander couldn't exert much force.

Quinn hesitated for a moment, then stood up and sat next to Alexander.

Alexander said, "Take off your shoes and lie down."

Quinn once again removed her shoes, pulled back the quilt, and seated herself beside Alexander.

Quinn turned her head to meet Alexander's gaze.

Alexander placed his hand on Quinn's head, "Get some sleep."

Quinn gestured, "No, I want to watch over you."

Earlier, Quinn had accidentally fallen asleep, feeling a bit guilty as she had promised Kyle to take care of Alexander.

Alexander said, "Why? I'm not going anywhere. Alright, it's time to lie down and get some sleep."

Quinn blinked, still somewhat hesitant.

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However, Quinn was truly exhausted. She had not slept for two days and nights and had just had a nightmare when she slept earlier.

Alexander said, "Good girl, it's time to sleep. I promise I won't leave."

Whenever Alexander instructed Quinn to behave, she could only obediently comply with his words. These two words seemed to have a powerful hold over her, like a spell he had cast. After some contemplation, Quinn crawled under the quilt. Her eyes remained wide open as she gazed at Alexander, as if she feared he might disappear. Quinn gestured, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Alexander lowered his head, gently stroking her hair, "I just woke up, so I won't sleep."

Before Quinn could gesture something, Alexander had already switched off the light with a swift move, and the ward was instantly plunged into darkness. Quinn paused for a moment, then quickly snuggled into Alexander's arms, her arm wrapped around his waist, burying her face in his midriff.

Alexander's clothe smelt like disinfectant, which Quinn didn't particularly enjoy. But she still held him a bit tighter.

Quinn was overwhelmingly sleepy. Within less than a minute, she had drifted off to sleep nestled in Alexander's arms.

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After a while, once Quinn was sound asleep, Alexander gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He reached into his pocket for his cigarettes, walked over to the window, opened it, and leaned against the frame as he lit one up.

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Holding the cigarette between his fingers, he turned his head to look at the night view outside.

The hospital was on the eighth floor, not high enough to offer a distant view. He could only see the street outside the hospital, which was still brightly illuminated at this late hour. Compared to Amber Bay, Sylvadora was too lively.

During the winter season, most of the shops in Amber Bay were closed, and the streets were deserted.

The next morning, Kyle brought breakfast over.

However, upon entering, he noticed that Quinn had claimed the hospital bed and was sleeping peacefully, while Alexander was seated on the sofa, supporting his head with one hand. Alexander opened his eyes when he heard the door open. "Mr. Kennedy..." Kyle stammered.