Love Unspoken

Chapter 865

A cold drop of dew splashed on Quinn's face.

Her eyelashes fluttered. She forced herself to endure the headache and struggled to open her eyes.

What she saw was the dappled shade of trees, with dew dripping down like rain.

Quinn glanced to her right.

Seeing Alexander's face, she was startled and abruptly pushed him away.

Quinn propped herself up from the ground, clutching her chest and gasping for air.

After a few minutes, she looked back at Alexander.

He was lying on the ground, his clothes torn by branches, his hair disheveled, and his face covered with scratches of various sizes. His eyes were shut tight, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

Quinn remembered that when they rolled down last night, she was in his arms, and his hand was protecting the back of her head.

She grabbed his hand and looked at it. The back of his hand was a bloody mess, looking like it had been hit countless times.

She checked his body. When she reached her hand to the back of his head, she felt something sticky.

She looked at her hand only to find her palm had been covered by blood.

trying to speak, but the words seemed to stick at her

make one, "Alexander,

surrounded by woods, sunlight

It was eerily quiet.

nightgown, tried to tear it with her teeth. However, its quality was too good.

focused on

grabbed the torn part and pulled

piece and then wrapped it around his head

another piece to bandage

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Exhausted, Quinn collapsed, panting.

a phone in his

his finger to unlock it. The battery was at one percent, and

looking at Alexander, who was unconscious, with a complex

half an hour, he still didn't wake up. Quinn picked leaves, collected dew,

propped him up against a

to dab dew, and then

emerged, but scratches

looking up at the

past replayed in her mind. The

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