Love Unspoken

With a sigh, Kyle shook his head, his voice echoing the emptiness of their search. "Nothing. How about you?"

Oliver's expression was grave, his own head echoing Kyle's motion. "These girls are slick. They've completely vanished." His network of connections had been exhausted, yet no trace of the girls had been found. They could have left Amber Bay by now.

"It's strange, isn't it?" Kyle mused, his brow furrowed in thought. "Quinn barely ever leaves the house. And Abigail isn't the type to slip by unnoticed during our search."

Oliver paused, considering Kyle's words. "Exactly. That's why I wanted to discuss this with Alexander, but his phone's turned off, so I came here."

No one understood Abigail like Oliver did. Her carefree nature was not one to dodge surveillance, let alone evade the tight net he and Alexander had cast. The idea of her vanishing without a trace in just two days seemed impossible. They would have needed a car or a plane. Money for food and essentials. Yet there were no leads no withdrawals, nothing. It was baffling.

Kyle's voice wavered as he spoke, "Alexander's been inside, motionless, all afternoon. Are you sure you want to go in?"

For a brief moment, Oliver hesitated, weighing his options before deciding to step inside.

Issues needed to be confronted, resolutions sought. They couldn't be addressed without facing them.

As he groped in the darkness, Oliver struggled to find the light switch. Guided by instinct, he made his way to Alexander's side. "Alexander."

His voice was barely out when the lights flickered on, blindingly bright. He shielded his eyes, waiting for them to adjust before lowering his hand and taking a seat across from Alexander. "I've come across some discrepancies, and I'm sure you're aware of them too," Oliver said.

Alexander tilted his head slightly, his gaze fixed on Oliver. "What about it?"

"There's someone else behind Quinn's disappearance."

"Where is she?"

Oliver stumbled over his words, suddenly at a loss for a response.

Alexander lit a cigarette, his face unreadable. "You've got two days left."

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"But didn't she take Quinn?" Alexander countered, his tone ambiguous. "Whether she did it willingly or someone exploited her, she can't shake off responsibility." Oliver processed his words, falling into a prolonged silence.

"You're right."

"Find Quinn, Oliver. And if I find her first, don't blame me for not sparing your family."

Oliver's expression shifted subtly, urgency creeping into his voice. "Alexander, even if what Abigail did was wrong, she cares about Quinn. But you, it's like you don't care at all, going out of your way to hurt her. "Have you ever tried to see it from Quinn's perspective? Sometimes I just can't understand you. Are you trying to keep her, or are you tormenting her? What on earth are you thinking?

"If you like her, treat her well. If you don't, let her go. Don't you see the contradiction in your actions?"

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Alexander remained silent, calmly smoking.

The smoke swirled around them, weaving through the silence, making the room's light ambiguous and hazy.

Oliver watched him, waiting for an answer that didn't come.

"Let's not talk about Abigail for now. Our priority is finding them. Alexander, do you have any leads?"

The silence stretched so long that Oliver thought Alexander wouldn't speak again that evening.

But then, Alexander broke the silence. "Of course, I do."

"Who is it?"

Alexander leaned forward to snuff out his cigarette in the ashtray, his movements deliberate, as if trying to crush the stub to smithereens.

"I can't tell you." A faint, almost imperceptible glint appeared in Alexander's eyes. "Some people just love to outsmart themselves."