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served as a silent witness, recording every detail of the unfolding scene.
Exhaustion clung to her like a second skin, teetering on the edge of sleep. When she was on the verge of falling
asleep, he carried her to the bathroom and left the phone with her before departing.
When Quinn's eyes fluttered open again, the sun was already high in the sky, signaling the arrival of the next
day. As her senses cto life, she found herself cradled in the man's arms.
A moment of stunned silence washed over Quinn before she instinctively pushed against Alexander's chest,
struggling to rise. Alexander's eyes snapped open at her sudden movement. He took in her panicked expression
and sighed, a sound barely louder than a whisper.
Wordlessly, he extended the phone towards her. Quinn accepted it, her gaze filled with confusion. But he was
already drawing her back into his embrace, his head nestled in the crook of her neck as he drifted back to sleep.
Quinn unlocked the phone, and a three-hour-long video appeared on the screen. The sight of her own face,
captured in the first frame, greeted her. She watched herself placing the phone on the bedside table. As the
video played, a blush crept up Quinn's cheeks. Alexander had managed to capture every detail.
The shock of it all was too much for Quinn, who had only just woken up. She felt overwhelmed. The dull ache
that throbbed within her served as a cruel reminder of the video's authenticity.
Quinn didn't watch the video to the end, only making it halfway through before Alexander snatched the phone
from her. He locked the screen, tossed it aside nonchalantly, and wrapped his arms around her waist. He
whispered into her ear, "It seems you've forgotten again. Letjog your memory."
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expression on his face. "Our Alexander is truly a trooper, even with his injuries."
Ms. Miller found his comment peculiar. She had thought Alexander was in good health. Walter, perhaps sensing
her confusion, elaborated, "Don't you know? He broke two ribs. Yesterday it was two, who knows how many
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Ms. Miller could only muster a forced smile, not daring to utter another word.
Just then, the sound of high heels echoed from the entrance. Ms. Miller looked up to find Getty striding in.
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