Love Unspoken

Growing impatient, Quinn tugged at his sleeve again. "Let's go."

Alexander said, "You're sick and still in the hospital. We'll talk about it when you get better."

"I'm not sick!"

"Are you a doctor?"

Quinn shook her head..

"The doctor said you're sick. Who do you trust, the doctor or yourself?"

Quinn hesitated, pondered for a moment, and then said reluctantly, "The doctor."

"That's right." Alexander pulled her back to the bed. "You need to rest and get better first. We'll talk about it later."

"Okay, but remember to take me home," she said. Maybe when she got better, she could see her mom and dad at home. "Okay."

Quinn grinned, showing her white teeth. She got back into bed and pulled the covers over herself.

Alexander didn't stay long. Seeing her so well-behaved, he left.

As he reached the door, he heard Quinn's voice behind him, "Don't forget to take me home."

moment but didn't respond. He walked

Alexander left, Quinn felt an itch in her throat,

She covered her mouth with

hand and saw a

quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe the blood off her

the blood, her tears

she was really sick,

tissues for Quinn to clean the blood off her hand. She then thew the

in bed, she saw her phone on the bedside

the phone, Quinn dialed her parents' number over and over again, trying every number she could remember,

the full experience. You

the phone down, leaned

was raining. The heavy rain washed over the glass, blurring the outside world a blur and making it impossible to see

leaving, Alexander ran

Walter, there was

talking to Walter about

was too young and had inhaled too much smoke. Although they managed to save his life,

developed. Having suffered such a great trauma, it's a miracle that he survived." Walter, however, didn't react much; he didn't care about the child's life at

"I understand."

experience. You won't find the next

signing, the doctor