Love Unspoken

Suddenly, a coin got flicked in front of her. Kaitlyn stared at it for a sec, then slowly looked up to see some college kid walking away. Watching that figure, she kinda saw Alexander back in his school days.

Every time she saw Alexander turning more and more into the son she always dreamed of, she couldn't help but beam with pride.

Her tears started to blur her vision. It wasn't until that figure vanished that she reached out, picked up the coin, and kept rubbing it in her palm.

Christmas was around the corner, and joy was everywhere, even under the bridge.

Kaitlyn thought, 'I'm over fifty now, and here I am, homeless.'

Thinking this, she couldn't help but cover her face and start crying softly.

She didn't know how long had passed when suddenly a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in her sight.

Kaitlyn was stunned for a moment. She looked up blankly, her gaze slowly moving up through her messy hair.

Alexander, dressed in a black coat, looked down at her from above.

A hint of joy flashed in her eyes. "Alexander?" she asked, surprised.

She thought she was seeing things and rubbed her eyes hard. After confirming that the person in front of her was real, she propped herself up against the wall and stood up shakily. She looked at Alexander in front of her, her eyes full of hope. "Why are you here?" she asked.

"The environment here looks nice," Alexander said, glancing around. "It suits you well," he scoffed.

Kaitlyn trembled all over, unable to hold back her tears. She tried to reach out and grab his hand, but when she saw his cold eyes, her hand froze in mid-air, too afraid to move forward. "Alexander, I know you're mad. I've already gotten the punishment I deserve these days. Can you forgive me? Let me come back," she pleaded.

Alexander remained unmoved, his emotionless gaze resting lightly on Kaitlyn's face.

"You think wandering outside for a few days counts as punishment?" he said coldly.

"Then what do you want?" Kaitlyn asked.

Alexander's eyes turned cold, carrying a hint of murderous intent. "Bring Quinn back," he demanded.

Kaitlyn's pupils contracted.

Alexander took a step forward, causing Kaitlyn to instinctively step back until her back was pressed against the wall. She stared at him in panic.

Alexander said, "If it weren't for you, if it weren't for the Kennedy name, she and I wouldn't have come to this."

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He suddenly grabbed Kaitlyn by the neck, pressing her against the wall, his voice bone-chillingly cold. "If you had told me earlier, I might have spared you."

Kaitlyn stared at him, her face turning red, her eyes bulging as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. She couldn't utter a single word, only making painful sounds, her fingers constantly slapping Alexander's arm. Alexander declared coldly, "But now it's too late."

He continued, "Kaitlyn, you really deserve to die. Do you know what I want to do? I want to tear you into pieces and make you watch as dogs eat your own body."

Kaitlyn's mind went blank. She couldn't hear anything; she could only see Alexander's sinister and terrifying face.

Just as she was about to suffocate, Alexander suddenly released his grip.

She slumped weakly to the ground, clutching her neck and gasping for air.

Alexander took out a handkerchief to wipe his fingers. "Such punishment is still too light for you."