Love Unspoken

The doctor said, "About two hours or so."

Alexander nodded and led Quinn back to the ward. It was quiet in the ward, and even with Alexander by her side, Quinn felt very lonely. 'I hate this place!' she thought.

She got back into bed, lay under the covers, and reached for the mirror under her pillow. She looked at her reflection in it for a while.

It started raining again. She heard the pitter-patter of the rain against the window and wrapped herself tighter in the blanket.

Alexander sat beside her, looking at her with an inscrutable expression.

Before long, it started thundering outside. The thunder was deafening, and Quinn clutched the blanket, trembling all over.

'If only I were at my own home,' she thought. 'I could take my pillow and go to my parents' room, hide in mom's warm embrace, and I wouldn't be scared.' Alexander placed his hand on Quinn's shoulder, pulling down her blanket.

Only then did he see Quinn's posture. She was curled up into a ball, kneeling on the bed, her two hands covering her ears, her entire face buried in the pillow.

"Quinn."

Quinn couldn't hear his voice, only the thunder outside.

She tried hard to cover her ears but still couldn't block the pervasive thunder.

Alexander grabbed her shoulders and turned her face towards him. Her face was already covered in tears.

Seeing him, Quinn immediately threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.

He gently stroked her back. "Don't be afraid. It's just thunder."

Quinn's cheek was pressed against his chest, her tears soaking through his shirt.

He held her in his arms, his fingers running through her hair as if to comfort her.

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In this situation, Alexander was her lifeline, and she had no choice but to hold on tightly.

She vaguely heard his heartbeat and thought of her parents.

"I miss Mom."

A choked whisper came from her, very soft and tearful.

Alexander's movements paused. This time, he didn't speak, just held her, his gaze falling on the window.

Their reflections were cast on the window. A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, slicing through their images, the ghastly light shattering the reflections. Quinn continued, "I miss Dad."

"Why don't they come to see me?"

"It hurts so much."

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Alexander lowered his eyes slightly, looking at her face in his arms. "Where does it hurt?"

"My body hurts."

He sighed silently and held her tighter. "Go to sleep."

Quinn stared at his arm, her eyelashes trembling as silent tears fell, darkening his black shirt to an even deeper hue.

Outside, it was still raining, muffled thunder rolling through the clouds, indistinct but oppressive.

The doctor came in with the test results. He stood at the door without entering, just gesturing for Alexander to come out.

Alexander looked down at Quinn in his arms. She was already asleep, but her brows were still furrowed, tears clinging to her eyelashes. The bright light illuminated her pale cheeks, making her look like a porcelain doll that could shatter at any moment.

He gently placed Quinn on the bed, covered her with the blanket, and then got up to join the doctor outside.

After closing the door, he asked, "How is she?"

The doctor handed him the test results, "Not good, to be precise, pretty bad."