Love Unspoken

Quinn did not know how she had ended up on the bed. Her whole being was in a daze.

As she looked at the shadow over her, her eyelids grew heavier.

Alexander was still saying something by her ear, but Quinn couldn't hear it clearly. It was as if the sound was coming from a great distance, vague and muffled, as if it was being transmitted from the sky. "Quinn."

"Quinn..."

Quinn heard the ethereal voice and forced her eyes open.

In the white mist, a woman dressed in white smiled gently. The woman slowly crouched down and opened her arms towards her.

She called softly, "Quinn, come here."

"Come to Mommy."

Mommy...

Quinn gazed at the woman's tender smile and slowly moved towards her.

The light around the woman was so bright that she seemed bathed in a holy glow, and her white dress seemed ready to vanish with the light at any moment.

Quinn reached out, trying to touch the woman's hand.

The woman said, "A girl's tears are like pearls. Don't cry.

"Quinn is such a good girl."

"Mommy..." Quinn reached out but couldn't grasp the woman. Though she was so close to her, she could never catch her.

It was like something in a dream, always out of reach.

A wave of sorrow surged up her throat, her nose tingled, and tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

"Mommy." Quinn's faint voice reached Alexander's ears.

He turned his head slightly, looking at her furrowed brows, her moist eyes, and the tears trickling down her cheeks.

He raised his hand, caressing Quinn's palm-sized face, his fingertips wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

Quinn burrowed into his arms, her hands reaching up to grab Alexander's neck, hugging him tightly, her cheek buried in his chest.

The warm tears fell on his skin as if carrying a burning heat.

In his sleep, he could hear Quinn's soft murmuring. "Mommy."

Quinn had been having this dream for a long time.

Until a baby's cry woke her from the dream. She slowly opened her eyes to see Peanut crawling toward her.

Quinn raised her hand to support Peanut's body, preventing him from falling.

Peanut cried as he crawled on her, seemingly searching for something.

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As Alexander entered the room, he saw Peanut tugging at Quinn's nightshirt, which wasn't really a nightshirt but Alexander's shirt.

The shirt slipped, revealing Quinn's slender shoulder and collarbone.

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The child let out a cry, wailing heartbreakingly.

Quinn was stunned for a moment, then immediately propped herself up and climbed to her feet, glaring at him discontentedly.

"It's mealtime. Don't fuss over him." Alexander assisted her in dressing up, carefully securing each button.

Yet, Quinn picked up Peanut and was unwilling to release him.

Alexander's face grew even more somber.

Regardless, Quinn didn't heed him. She carried the baby, left the room, and walked downstairs. Olivia handed the mixed baby formula to her.

Quinn settled the baby into the stroller and took a seat on the sofa to feed him.

Presumably famished, Peanut gripped the bottle and started drinking. His eyes were moving around, constantly focusing on Quinn as if he was fearful she would vanish abruptly.

Alexander tried several times to lead her to the dining room table, but Quinn adamantly declined, because her mind and eyes were completely absorbed by the baby.

Ultimately, Alexander had no other option but to bring her meal to her.