Love Unspoken

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"Such nonsense! When have | ever commanded you to commit murder? You need to clarify the situation, or you

can bid farewell to your payment!"

The accusation sparked a flof indignation within him."You were the one who sent the text, instructing the

hit. What else could have transpired? Do you takefor a fool, unable to comprehend the gravity of murder in

contrast to abduction?"

He retorted, his voice laced with bitterness. In all honesty, he would have been in a far better position had he

refrained from killing.

With twenty million in his possession, even if apprehended, there would be a potential escape route. But with a

life taken, the act of spending the money was far from a comforting experience.

A shiver of dread slithered down Freya's spine at his words. Could it be that her instructions had been

misinterpreted, leading to this fatal misunderstanding? She had personally sought out these individuals, making

direct contact; no one else was privy to their dealings.

She could fathom no other explanation."Enough. Remain hidden and refrain from contactingunless

absolutely necessary!" With that, Freya ended the call.

Initially, she had consented to a payment of twenty million dollars, divided into two installments of ten million

each, with the final payment yet to be made.

This implied that they were prepared to commit murder, provided the price was right. Now, Freya was a prisoner

of her own anxiety, particularly after Walter's reminder that they couldn't risk the apprehension of their

accomplices.

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If that happened, their entire operation would crumble.After ending the call, Freya collected herself before

exiting the car to venture into the farmer's market.

Unbeknownst to her, back at her residence, Walter had made a call of his own."Trace this number and locate the

person. Find a way to disclose their location to Xavier." With that, Walter ended the call, turning his attention to

the child in the stroller.

His trademark smile graced his lips as he gently caressed the baby's cheek, eliciting a giggle and a tiny hand

reaching out to grasp his finger....Quinn had dedicated her entire day to writing, hunched over her desk.

Dr. Hughes had recommended that she jot down everything she could recollect, believing that revisiting these

memories daily might aid in her recall.

Thus, she documented every detail since her initiation into the Kennedys as a child. Before she knew it, she had

filled a third of the notebook.

She stared at the words sprawled across the pages, the magnitude of her shared history with Alexander sinking

in. The notebook was nearly filled, yet she hadn't even chronicled a full year's worth of events.

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A thought dawned on her - perhaps she wasn't ill at all, given the clarity with which she could recall events from

her distant past.

She remembered a pink, dog-shaped lollipop that Alexander had gifted her. It was a sunny afternoon; the boy

was clad in a white shirt, a backpack slung over his shoulder, one hand tucked into his pocket. His silhouette was

outlined by the sunlight, his smile radiating warmth.

She recalled the way he held her

hand, his fingers ogee warm, and

ho [goad Wrage of his back as he

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Tall and authoritative, she had to

crane her neck just to catch a

glimpse of his hair tousled bythen

wind She gherishediné fremory of

theif Visit to the amusement park,

where she sat atop the slide and he

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the woman standing nearby."ls this

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your little sister?" The woman had

inquired. Hoisting eff the grolind,

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replying, "Yes, my sister."She also

remembered how the woman had

scolded her son on the spot for

teasing his little sister, until he burst

into tears and fled the park.Cradled in

his arms, she had inhaled the scent

of his collar, as vivid as sunlight. The

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Engulfed in these memories, Quinn touched her cheek, feeling the cool dampness of her tears.

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