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way."
Quinn wiped her tears and managed a weak smile. She picked up her fork and began to eat, her actions
revealing a hunger that suggested she hadn't eaten in days. Tears continued to fall, mixing with the spaghetti in
her bowl. The Spaghetti shop was run by a middle-aged couple who had lost a child in a traffic accident years
ago.
Since then, they dedicated their lives to their shop, occasionally offering free meals to those in need as a way to
honor their child's memory.
Quinn stayed in the shop throughout the afternoon, lingering there even as night fell. Observing her, the woman
turned to her husband with concern. "This poor child seems so lost. Don't you think she has nowhere to go?"Her
husband speculated quietly, "She's mute, probably cthis way to look for work."
As the evening ended and the last customers departed, the owner's wife approached Quinn gently. "Sweetheart,
where's your home?"
Quinn shook her head, her expression somber. She'd been without a hsince she was five.
With a kind sigh, the woman offered, "If you've nowhere to go, why not stay and help out around here? We have
a storage room you can sleep in. Just help with dish washing and a bit of cleaning during the day." Quinn looked
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Quinn nodded in agreement, silently expressing her gratitude through gestures. The woman looked at Quinn
thoughtfully, her gaze distant. "If my daughter were still here, she'd be around your age," she mused. Quinn
lowered her gaze, staying silent.
The woman prepared the storage room for her, arranging a metal frbed that was there for nights they
stayed up too late.
That night, Quinn slept in the cramped room. It was nothing like Alexander's villa, but she felt safe and secure.
She touched her belly, pondering if Alexander didn't clooking for her,, she might just stay here until the
baby was born. Meanwhile, Alexander returned hto find the villa empty. It was nearly midnight, and Quinn
hadn't returned.
He searched the kitchen and then the upstairs bedroom, but found no sign of her. As Alexander checked each
unopened door, his unease grew. Something prompted him to check the walk-in closet.
Opening it, he saw that Quinn's clothes were still there, which slightly softened his expression. Back in the living
room, he pulled out his phone and called his assistant, "Find out where Quinn is."
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