Love Unspoken

Quinn suddenly looked up and saw the yacht rushing onto the beach.

The beach was only a small strip on the outskirts, with a jungle behind it, making it look like a small island.

Quinn's eyes flickered as she looked down at the man in her arms.

It was dawn; and the sun rose on the horizon, casting warm morning light on the two of them.

Quinn saw his eyes tightly closed, his face pale as paper, with dried blood on his face. His expression was calm as if he were asleep. Quinn raised her trembling hand and placed it under his nose. A faint warmth breathed on her fingers, causing Quinn to finally breathe a sigh of relief and slump weakly on the deck.

She carefully moved the towel from his back and was delighted to find that the bleeding had stopped.

But as soon as she removed the towel, blood began to seep from the wound again. She immediately pressed the towel back.

She looked at Alexander's cracked lips, thought for a moment, then picked up a clean towel, dipped it in seawater, and dripped it on his lips.

Quinn changed her sitting position, letting him lean against her, fingers holding his cheek, just like he used to hold her before.

kept calling his name over and over, hoping he would open his eyes

didn't even dare to let go of his hand, afraid that the wound

the pangs of hunger several times; but after several times, her stomach would

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eyes, quietly waiting for death

that moment, a faint groan suddenly came from Alexander's mouth. Quinn opened her

his eyelashes trembling slightly, showing signs of waking

"Alexander!"

joyfully shouted; and she could say his name

slowly opened his eyes. His scattered gaze lingered on her chest for

lifted his head, seeing Quinn's face smeared with

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like a little chicken pecking,