Love Unspoken

Chapter 100

"How did you cby that information?" a voice inquired. "The source of my knowledge is Linda," cthe

response.

"Isn't it a common belief that those who are less intelligent have impaired hearing as well? Is there any truth to

that?""Really? But surely, if one is simply lacking in intellect, their auditory abilities should remain unaffected.

I've always been under the impression that it's the inability to hear that leads to a lack of speech,

correct?""Perhaps you should put it to the test."

Quinn had just completed the task of meticulously cleaning the final basket of dishes. She placed them carefully

in the sanitizing cabinet, turning around only to be greeted by the sight of two female coworkers making their

way towards her."Hey, are you even capable of hearing our conversation?""Are you, by any chance, deaf?"

The women studied Quinn with a curiosity that was devoid of any ill-intent. After all, they had never encountered

someone like her before and were unaware that their words might be considered offensive. Quinn observed them

in silence, offering no response. "It appears she truly can't hear," one of them mused."How unfortunate," the

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other added.

Quinn found such expressions of pity and sympathy to be most distasteful. They served as constant reminders of

what others perceived to be her deficiency.lgnoring them, she made her way to the break room, intending to

take a brief nap. She was utterly drained, too exhausted to even raise a hand.After a mere two hours of rest, it

was tto resher work at five in the afternoon, a shift that would continue until eleven at night.By the end

of the day, her fingers were nearly raw, and her arms throbbed from the strain."Here's your pay for the day,"

Linda said, handing over a fifty-dollar bill.

"You broke a dish, so today's pay is only fifty. If the job is too much for you, feel free to not return

tomorrow."Quinn's gaze lingered on the crumpled money before accepting it.With the fifty dollars safely tucked

away, she exited the restaurant. The street outside was eerily silent and cloaked in darkness. She pulled out her

phone to check the GPS. Her hwas thirty miles away, an eighty-dollar cab ride. Her earnings for the day

wouldn't even cover the fare.A bitter smile graced Quinn's lips as if the harsh reality of Alexander's words had

been reinforced. Leaving him meant she wouldn't survive. And he had made his point quite effectively.

Quinn stood there, feeling overwhelmed. She lacked the funds for a taxi, and the subway and buses were no

longer in service.

However, the thought of walking halone filled her with fear. So, she remained there, lost and indecisive. The

daunting prospect of a future filled with days like this caused the idea of divorce to slowly fade away.Suddenly, a

car sped past her. Then, the driver slammed on the brakes and reversed the vehicle, stopping right in front of

her.Quinn looked up slightly to see the car window roll down, revealing Walter's face.

"Quinn, is that really you? | thought my eyes were deceiving me." After speaking, Walter exited the car and

glanced around. "Are you out here dining?"Quinn shook her head and gestured, "I work here."Walter looked

surprised. "You were working?"

She nodded, confirming that he had understood correctly."Is Alexander picking you up?"Once again, she shook

her head."Do you need a ride home?"Quinn bit her lip and stared at him. Suddenly recalling Alexander's words,

she hesitated. Walter offered a reassuring smile. "Con, get in. I'll take you."Just as he spoke, another car

pulled up in front of them.

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