Love Unspoken

Quinn had a hazy memory of those days. He wasn't into studying and ditched school every day with his brother. Walter was the one who did all their homework.

Quinn was just a kid back then and had forgotten a lot. There were so many good times, but they all seemed to slip away.

She grabbed Calvin's hand. "Calvin, do you know about Lance?"

"Lance, Alexander, it's all the same guy, right?" Calvin replied.

Quinn nodded. He seemed to know everything.

"Good thing someone told me who he really was, or he wouldn't have made it out of Municity alive that time. You don't hold it against me, do you? If I'd known you were my sister, I would've brought you back," Calvin said, sounding regretful. Quinn shook her head. "It's not too late for us to reconnect now."

Calvin sighed, looking thoughtful. "Seems like Alexander wasn't too nice to you before. Want me to take care of him?"

Quinn quickly shook her head.

Calvin glanced at Sprout. "Is this Alexander's kid?"

Quinn pressed her lips together, silently confirming.

Calvin slapped the table and stood up.

"Calvin, don't get mad. It's a long story," Quinn said.

"What's so long about it?" Calvin snapped.

Quinn held his hand and looked up at him, unsure how to explain. Calvin seemed to have a short fuse.

Seeing her sad expression, Calvin was quiet for a bit before sitting back down. "Alright, for your sake, I won't go after Alexander."

Quinn forced a smile. "Landon told me Alexander doesn't have much time left. Is that true?"

Calvin shrugged. "I don't know. I don't keep tabs on the Lynch family. They're always plotting against each other. Wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't last long." Quinn's heart sank. Could Landon be right?

"Don't worry. I'll look into it for you. And next time Landon shows up, let me know. I'll deal with him," Calvin said.

"You know who he is?" Quinn asked.

"Isn't he Wayne's son? He's still useful for now, so I'll let him be. But if you want him gone, I'll take care of it," Calvin said.

Quinn thought of Abigail and paused. "Don't kill him yet."

"Alright, your call," Calvin replied.

A warm feeling spread through Quinn, and she smiled at Calvin. "Thanks, Calvin."

"Am I awesome or what?" Calvin asked.

"Of course," Quinn answered.

"Forget about Alexander. From now on, I'm your favorite, got it?" Calvin demanded.

"Got it," Quinn replied sweetly.

"Good," Calvin said, checking his watch. "Alright, I need to get back to the Lynch family. I'll take you home first."

Quinn thought of Abigail, who hadn't been able to reach her, and quickly took out her phone to call her.

The call was answered immediately, and Abigail's anxious voice came through, "Quinn, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I'll be back soon," Quinn replied calmly.

"Where did you go? You scared me to death. Just stay put, and I'll come get you," Abigail said.

"No need, I'm..."

"Alexander's here too," Abigail added.

Quinn's voice cut off, and she listened to the sounds on the phone. It was quiet, except for Abigail's voice; she couldn't hear anything else. "Never mind. I'll be there soon," Abigail continued.

Alexander knew where Quinn was and was already on his way.

Before Quinn could react, Abigail had hung up. She turned to look at Calvin.

"Who's coming?" Calvin asked.

"My friend and Alexander," Quinn replied.

Calvin tapped the table, deep in thought. After a moment, he said, "I'll wait for him to come."

"Calvin, you won't make things difficult for him, will you?" Quinn asked cautiously.

"What did you say? Aren't I the one you like the most?" Calvin asked, sounding hurt.

"Then am I the one you like the most?" Quinn shot back.

"Of course!" Calvin replied instantly.

Quinn asked, "Then will you do something that makes me sad?"

This question stumped Calvin. If he made things hard for Alexander, Quinn would be upset.

Normally, he wouldn't think twice. If he didn't like someone, he'd just deal with them.

But now that he'd found his sister, he had to think more carefully. The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt.

After about ten minutes, Alexander and Abigail finally arrived.

Calvin had cleared the people outside the villa, so when Abigail and Alexander arrived, they didn't see anyone.

Abigail looked at the open door and hesitated. Looking at Alexander, she asked, "Do you think they're inside?"

Alexander didn't answer and got out of the car, walking straight into the villa.

Hearing footsteps, Quinn turned her head.

A tall figure stood at the door. As she turned her head, their eyes met.

Calvin was watching them from the side, wearing a mask, making it hard to read his expression. He just gave off a mysterious vibe.

Alexander paused, then walked over.

"Quinn, go out and hang with your friend," Calvin ordered.

Quinn hesitated. She turned to look at Calvin, her eyes pleading.

Calvin said, "Don't worry. You're my favorite sister."

This was his answer to her earlier question. Only then did Quinn feel relieved and stood up to walk out. As she passed Alexander, she paused for a moment.

She looked up, and they silently stared at each other for a couple of seconds. Quinn, holding Sprout, brushed past Alexander.

Outside the villa, Abigail caught up and grabbed her shoulders, looking her up and down. "Thank goodness you're okay. Who took you?"

Quinn glanced back at the villa door, "It was my brother."

"What?" Abigail asked, shocked.

Quinn said, "It was Calvin, my brother. I haven't seen him in years."

"Then why did he take you? Doesn't he know how to make a phone call? He scared me to death, and Alexander too," Abigail scolded.

"You went to find Alexander?" Quinn asked.

"Yes. When he knew you were kidnapped, he immediately came with me to find you. He didn't even hide his identity and used a lot of connections to find you," Abigail replied. Quinn sighed. So, was Alexander completely exposed now?