Love Unspoken

Alexander woke up in a hospital bed, feeling groggy and disoriented.

The room was packed with people, and as soon as he opened his eyes, Kyle shouted, "He's awake!" and rushed to get a doctor.

In no time, the doctor showed up and gave Alexander a thorough once-over.

"How's he doing?" Kyle asked, looking anxious.

"Now that he's awake, he's stable. But he needs to chill and avoid any stress. If he doesn't take care of himself, his body will give out," the doctor said, eyeing the crowd. "Also, this room's too crowded. It's not good for his recovery." "Alright, everyone out. I'll stay with him," Kyle told the group.

Kaitlyn gave Alexander a look like she wanted to say something but decided against it and left with Oscar.

Oliver tried to pull Abigail away, but she wasn't having it.

She stepped up to Alexander and demanded, "Where's Quinn? What did you do with her?"

Ignoring her, Alexander sat up, yanked the IV out of his hand, and got out of bed.

Kyle looked worried. "Mr. Kennedy, your IV isn't done yet."

Alexander didn't respond. He grabbed his coat, threw it over his shoulders, and headed for the door, brushing past everyone.

Abigail blocked his path, her eyes blazing. "Where do you think you're going? You haven't told me where Quinn is! What happened to her?"

She glared at him, her eyes full of anger and pain.

Abigail already had a hunch but didn't want to believe it. Just days ago, she had been talking to Quinn.

Accepting someone's sudden disappearance was tough and took time. You didn't immediately feel their absence.

It was only over time, as you remembered the moments you shared, that you realized they were truly gone.

Alexander looked at her coldly. "Move."

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"No way, not until you tell me where she is!" Abigail stood her ground.

Alexander didn't say a word, just stared at her.

The tension in the room was palpable.

Finally, Oliver pulled Abigail aside. He apologized to Alexander, "Abigail's just worried about Quinn. Don't take it to heart."

"Oliver," Abigail called out, but Oliver gave her a look to stop.

Alexander ignored them and walked out, with Kyle quickly following.

Back at Regal Riverside, the funeral home staff, including the person in charge, were waiting in the living room, looking nervous.

Someone whispered, "He's here," and everyone fell silent.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

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Kyle said, "Mr. Kennedy, all the staff who were here that day are present."

Alexander sat on the sofa, his eyes landing on a box on the table-a cremation urn.

His eyes flickered, and he looked away, focusing on the staff in front of him.

Kyle ordered, "Alright, tell us everything that happened that day."

They had already gone over this before, but now it was time for a repeat. One of the managers stepped forward and said, "I wasn't here that day. I heard they got a body and were told to cremate it ASAP." Kyle cut him off, "Did you know our people went in?"

"We really didn't," the manager said, sweating. "We don't have cameras here, and honestly, who just wanders around a crematorium for fun?"

Since they didn't even know their own people went in, they wouldn't know if Landon's people did either.