Love Unspoken

No matter what Olivia said, Quinn ignored her.

Olivia went back to the kitchen, made some porridge, and brought it out to ask if Quinn wanted to eat. Unfortunately, it was still no use.

Olivia sat next to her, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and tried to feed her. Quinn turned her head away.

Now Olivia was at a loss.

Bodyguards surrounded the villa, leaving no chance for Quinn to harm herself. If she stayed in the bathroom for more than five minutes, they'd knock on the door.

Quinn trudged upstairs, with Olivia right behind her.

Quinn went to her bedroom, and Olivia followed, practically glued to her side.

Quinn stopped and looked at Olivia.

Olivia smiled awkwardly and said, "Mrs. Kennedy, do whatever you want. I won't bother you, as long as I can see you."

Quinn stared at her for a moment, then started searching the room.

She rummaged through a drawer and found an envelope with photo booth pictures from Sylvadora.

They were pictures of her and Alexander.

There were a thick stack, at least a dozen sets, and in every photo, she was smiling brightly.

Alexander, however, was only smiling in three or four of them.

She flipped through the photos one by one. After looking at the last one, she found a lighter in the drawer, walked to the trash can, and started burning the photos one by one.

Olivia wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Unable to stop her, Olivia just watched as Quinn burned the photos.

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After burning the photos, Quinn continued to rummage through the room and found a white watch, more accurately, a tracker.

It stored everything from her time with amnesia. Unable to burn it, she threw it on the ground forcefully. After several attempts, it still wouldn't break. She squatted down, picked up the tracker, and bit it. This action scared Olivia, who quickly went to the corner to call Soren.

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"Where is she?" Soren asked.

Olivia nodded towards the closet and said, "In the walk-in closet."

The two of them went over together and saw Quinn rummaging through clothes, throwing everything from the closet and shelves onto the floor, making a mess of the room. Then she grabbed a gray suit. Just as she was about to pull it down, she felt something in the pocket. She paused, reached into the pocket, and took out a small velvet box.

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The box looked like it had been handled many times, with worn edges.

Her eyes flickered as she slowly opened the box, revealing a sparkling diamond ring inside.

Soren pulled Olivia outside and whispered, "She's fine. Just leave her be."

Olivia asked, "Are you sure? You didn't see what she was doing before you got here."

Soren sighed, "Whatever she's doing, it's better than doing nothing. It's good that she's letting it out."

Olivia finally understood that she was venting.

Olivia asked tentatively, "So we just leave her alone?"

Soren replied, "Yes, just keep an eye on her."

So they really left her alone, standing guard outside.