Love Unspoken

"Sean, don't die!" Kyle's voice trembled as he saw the blood pouring out.

Up above, Walter had his sniper rifle ready, with Alexander in his sights.

Quinn looked at the chaos below, filled with regret. She wished she hadn't come with Walter or gotten in his car. She wanted freedom, but not like this.

Quinn turned to see Walter aiming at Alexander.

Walter kept adjusting, calculating the distance, inching the crosshairs toward Alexander's forehead.

Alexander didn't seem scared and walked right into danger.

'Alexander's the last of the Kennedys. Killing him will avenge the Mellons,' Walter thought.

His finger on the trigger, he started a soft countdown.

"3, 2, 1."

He fired. The bullet flew.

Alexander's steps faltered. He stopped, standing in the wind as the grass swayed.

The bullet was heading straight for him.

In the next second, his expression changed. He clutched his chest and fell to his knees.

Meanwhile, Walter slowly turned to look at Quinn.

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Quinn, with red eyes, clutched his hand, trembling.

Walter looked down at her hands gripping his and asked, "Why?"

Quinn's breathing was rapid. She couldn't speak, tears streaming down her face.

Walter's eyes burned with anger. The bullet should've hit Alexander's forehead, but Quinn had pulled him.

Quinn's tears fell harder. She didn't know why she had instinctively pulled Walter.

As Quinn choked up, hot liquid splattered on her face. She froze.

Her eyes widened. She looked at Walter's chest.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

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Walter suddenly smiled. "You were tricked, fool."

His smile was bitter, his face pale from blood loss.

Quinn stood there in a daze, her mind blank. Tears streamed down her face and her vision turned red from the blood.

She wanted to press on his wound, but Walter pushed her away. "He has a sniper too. I only had one shot."

"Quinn," he said, eyes cold like when they first met two years ago. "I was wrong to trust you."

Quinn shook her head repeatedly, desperate to help stop his bleeding, but Walter wouldn't let her touch him.

"Traitor. Quinn, remember. You're a traitor to the Mellon family." He spoke with difficulty, shakily standing, and began to laugh lowly.