Love Unspoken

"What are you staring at?" The young man's voice jolted him back to reality. Hastily, he clambered into the car, pulling Quinn out with him.

"Are you alright?" he inquired, concern lacing his tone.

Quinn's eyes fluttered open, her vision blurred. She could discern a faint sound nearby before darkness claimed her once more.

"She doesn't look well," the young man observed, worry creasing his brow. "Should we take her to the hospital?"

After a moment of hesitation, he glanced at the barely conscious girl cradled in his arms. His teeth clenched in determination, he commanded, "Bring my car around!" "Right away."

In no time, the young man returned, driving an inconspicuous white Ford.

Gently, Preston lifted Quinn into his arms, kicked the car door open, and settled her into the vehicle.

Throughout the drive to the hospital, he monitored Quinn's breathing. She was alive, but only just.

"Drive faster," he urged, anxiety seeping into his voice.

as fast as I can!" the young man

sighed, his gaze falling on Quinn once more. Even with her

a student,

abruptly hit the brakes, parking the car at the hospital entrance. "We're

up and rushed into the emergency room, shouting, "Doctor! Doctor!

confirming that Quinn's breathing was dangerously weak. They whisked her away into

us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting

he slumped onto a nearby

is she?" the young man

the wall, Preston shook his head. "I don't

and you brought her here? What

car belonged to someone named Alexander, a man even their father

locked her in a car? And why was she still wearing an apron? Was she their

the ER doors swung open and a doctor emerged. He quickly approached the doctor,

she's stable now. She just