Love Unspoken

Walter asked, "Do you know him?"

Mr. Smith replied, "I don't know him, but they are all in the same industry. People in this circle tend to have heard of each other." Walter wasn't interested in these people; he had his things to do.

As the night passed, Quinn slowly woke up.

She opened her eyes, raised her hand to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight, and then turned to look at the man beside her. Alexander was still asleep with his eyes closed, so she didn't disturb him.

However, as Quinn raised her hand, Alexander woke up. He opened his eyes and glanced at Quinn. The first thing he asked her when he woke up was, "Do you still remember?"

Although Quinn didn't understand why he asked that, she nodded anyway.

Alexander leaned back slightly and let out a sigh; and Quinn tugged at his sleeve, gesturing if he needed a change of bandages.

Alexander nodded. "Yes."

Quinn sat up from his side, unbuttoned his shirt, and removed the coat and towel to inspect the wound on his back.

had dried

around it was stained green by the medicine. Quinn took a towel, dipped it in disinfectant, and wiped around the wound. Although she was gentle, Alexander's forehead still broke out in a cold sweat from the

with the skin around it turned outwards, allowing a glimpse inside, although the herbal medicine packed into the gap obscured the view. It was hard to imagine that such a

the same procedure, Quinn crushed the herbal medicine and applied

didn't want to use her mouth; but according to Alexander, saliva could also

signed, "Are you

reminder that if you're not reading this book on nel5s.org, you might be missing

stand up by bracing against the cabin wall but

know how much pain he was in; but in her memory, Alexander

knitted together, large beads of sweat rolling down

and then turned to her,

up with tears; and she

the tears from her eyes,

trying to stop the tears.

want me to comfort you. Aren't you afraid I might really

her lip, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at