GoodReadConfusion swarmed Quinn's mind, leaving her uncertain of how to navigate the labyrinth of divorce proceedings
or secure the necessary certificate.
Emerging from her reverie, she found the divorce certificate already in her grasp. As she wrestled with her
thoughts, Alexander had already made his departure, his car disappearing into the deluge without a backward
glance.
She stared at the certificate clutched in her hand, the reality of it all feeling like an elusive dream. When she
would awaken, Alexander would no longer be hers.
Rain cascaded from the heavens as she stood beneath the eaves, her gaze fixed on the relentless downpour. She
was left behind, discarded without a second thought.
Quinn didn't shed a tear, not because she was incapable of crying. The surreal nature of the certificate she held
made it difficult for her to discern dream from reality, leaving her emotionally paralyzed. Spotting a nearby chair,
she made her way over and took a seat.
The biting wind whistled beneath the eaves, peppering her face with icy raindrops. The chill of winter seeped
into her bones, a stark reminder of the season's arrival.
In Amber Bay, winter was a relentless season of ceaseless rain. She felt as though she had slumbered through a
season, missing an entire winter.
More than just a winter, her heart echoed with the emptiness of all she had lost. She clutched the divorce
certificate with a helpless grip, resembling a forsaken puppy.
She was at a loss, unsure of where to turn. A black Volkswagen pulled up beside her, and a man hurriedly
emerged. "Quinn, why are you sitting here?" he inquired, his voice laced with concern. Quinn studied him with a
blank expression, a vague sense of familiarity tugging at her.
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She couldn't place his face. "I'm Soren. Do you remember me?" Soren asked, his tone laced with urgency. Soren
studied her vacant expression, waving his hand in front of her eyes.
Her gaze remained distant and confused. "Don't you remember me?"Quinn stared at him for a moment longer
before shaking her head slightly, indicating her lack of recognition. Soren sighed heavily, rubbing his forehead.
"This is not good. How did her condition deteriorate so rapidly?"His words were lost on Quinn, who frowned in
confusion.
Soren paced in front of her, muttering, "It must be the events of the past few days. The fasting, the wrist-cutting,
her overwhelming sorrow... it's all exacerbated her condition.
She needs a medical
examination."Quinn's gaze flickered.
Was he referring to her?Fasting,
wrist-cutting... why wasshe om
upaarishe glanced down at her
wrist, the once pristine bandage now
stained a vivid red. Upon pressing it,
traces of blood stained her fingertips.
As if seeking confirmation, she
unwrapped the gauze, bracing herself
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A grueswound was revealed,
flesh and skin torn apart, filled with
powder that had been moistened by
fresh blood, rendering it somewhat
sticky. It was clear that a sharp
weapon had inflicted the wound. fad
she truly slashed hf. dwn frist? Why
would ALON such a thing? Soren
spun around to find her staring at her
wound in a daze, prompting him to
rush over and kneel before her.
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"Quinn, why did you remove the
gauze? It could becinfected,"
Soren cautioned, patting his pocket
to find a roll of gauze. He took
Quinn's hand and carefully
rewrapped her wound. Soren looked
up, his expression uneasy. He
hesitated, unsure of where to begin.
"Quinn, do you remember what
illness you have?" Quinn shook her
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