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.

I can!" the young

on Quinn once more. Even with her eyes

be a

man abruptly hit the brakes, parking the car

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

quickly took charge, confirming that Quinn's breathing was dangerously weak. They whisked her away into

book, nel5s.org is where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free.

he slumped onto a nearby

is she?" the young man

the wall, Preston shook his head.

don't even know her, and you brought her here? What if her boyfriend

mind raced, recalling that the car belonged to someone named Alexander, a man even their father treated

car? And why was she still wearing

thoughts were interrupted as the ER doors swung open and a doctor emerged.

stable now.