Love Unspoken

He pressed her trembling shoulders with both hands and frowned, asking, "What's wrong?"

Quinn was coughing so violently that her entire face was scrunched up, leaving her no time to respond to him.

Because of the coughing, her pale little face gradually turned red.

Feeling something rising in her throat, she quickly rushed into the bathroom.

After the bathroom door was shut, she could no longer suppress what was overflowing from her throat. She leaned over the sink and vomited.

Blood splattered in the sink, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, very glaring.

Alexander knocked on the door outside.

She hurriedly turned on the faucet and washed away the blood. Then she wiped the blood off her lips with her hand and frantically cleaned up the remaining bloodstains. She thought, 'I can't let anyone know, or I won't be able to leave the hospital.'

The bathroom door suddenly swung open, startling her.

She nervously looked at Alexander, whose gaze swept around the bathroom before finally landing on her face.

"Why did you close the door?"Alexander questioned.

the sink with both hands and stammered, "I needed to use the

wandered back and forth on her face as if trying

up, afraid

withdrew his gaze

chest and let

be discharged, to go home, to see my parents.

that dream, dreaming of the major fire, dreaming of her mom carrying her and running in the fire. She looked at herself in the mirror, her

to go

in the bathroom for a while before opening the door and

standing at the door waiting for

the door, and she instinctively tightened her grip on the hem of her clothes. The doctors were going to examine her again, and she

time, it wasn't just a simple check of her heartbeat; they were going out for a

comforting her, "It'll be over soon, and

him and asked, "When can I be

tell you? A few more days

lowered her head and silently followed the doctors into the CT room. After that, she had several more tests

never suffered such grievances before. These past two days, every time she opened her eyes, she was being poked here or there. Now, she was scared just seeing those needle tips. After the blood draw, she sat

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