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Love Unspoken

Chapter 384
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Getty's voice echoed through the hallway as she called out to the receding figure, "Are you coming back

tonight?"

The uncertainty of whether her words had reached him hung in the air. The next morning, Quinn stirred from her

slumber, a throbbing pain pulsating through her skull.

She attempted to sit up, her hand instinctively clutching her head, but the room spun wildly around her. With a

weak sigh, she surrendered to the vertigo and lay back down.

Just then, Soren emerged from the kitchen, a small bottle of medicine clutched in his hand. His face lit up upon

seeing Quinn conscious. "Quinn, you're awake just in time. Take this medicine!" he exclaimed.A frown creased

Quinn's forehead as she regarded Soren.

Her memory was a foggy haze, and she couldn't place this man. Hadn't she been drinking with Chandler?Her

gaze drifted to the bedside table where a note lay. It read, "You have Alzheimer's disease. If you can't remember

things, check the notebook in your bag."

A second note reminded her, "Don't forget to take the medicine in the drawer."Leaning against the headboard,

Quinn watched Soren bustling around for her, her face etched with discomfort.

The pain in her head was relentless.Soren approached her, extending the medicine towards her. "Take this. You

drank too much alcohol," he advised.

Quinn accepted the medicine from him and swallowed it, grimacing as a bitter taste flooded her mouth. A wave

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of nausea swept over her, causing her to lean over the bedside and retch.Soren was quick to react, reaching out

to pat her back soothingly.

Once Quinn's bout of vomiting subsided, she accepted a tissue from Soren, wiping her mouth before bravely

swallowing the remainder of the medicine. With an apologetic smile, Soren handed her a candy. "I got it when |

went to the supermarket. Take it."

Quinn accepted the candy, popping it into her mouth. This was her first experience with alcohol, and her

memory of the previous night was a blank slate.

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She bit into the candy, her fingers flying over her phone as she typed out a message: [How did | come

back?]Soren scratched his head, looking slightly perplexed. "I'm not sure either. When | cback, you were

already in bed." A flicker of suspicion crossed Quinn's eyes. Had someone brought her back? Chandler was an

unlikely candidate, as he had no knowledge of her residence.

Besides Soren, only Walter and Alexander knew where she lived. She quickly dismissed her own speculation,

chiding herself for her narcissism." have to go now.

Remember to take the medicine from the drawer," Soren reminded her before leaving the room.Quinn watched

him leave, then took a moment to gather her strength before pushing off the bed. She retrieved the medicine

from the drawer, then moved to the window, pulling back the curtain to let in the morning light. The early

morning sun was shining, its rays seeping through the window and casting a warm glow on Quinn.

She sighed, the ground-floor room offering limited sunlight. With a heavy heart, she shuffled to the living room

couch, picked up the remote control, and flicked on the TV.

The news that greeted her was a shock. Chandler was dead? Quinn's eyes widened in disbelief. She quickly

grabbed her phone and began searching, her heart sinking as she found numerous articles about the hotel fire

and speculations about Chandler's death.

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