Love Unspoken

Chapter 1100

Quinn picked herself up off the ground, grabbing the packages one by one. She glanced back and found the horse had bolted. Probably headed home. Great. Now she had to lug all this stuff back herself.

She was so done with Alexander, that lunatic. After two years of not seeing him, he was even worse off.

With her arms full of packages, she trudged toward the highway, hoping to hitch a ride.

Alexander struggled to his feet too. Without his cane, walking with his limp was a nightmare. But he pushed through the pain, trying to catch up with Quinn. Quinn walked a bit and looked back.

He was a mess—muddy, hair all over the place, limping like crazy.

"Why are you following me? Don't you know Walter's looking for you?" Quinn snapped.

Alexander had caught up by then. "If I die, will you treat him like you treated me?" he asked, testing the waters.

Quinn's face darkened at the mention of the past.

She remembered being played like a fool by them, and her anger flared up again.

"No!" she shouted.

started running. Faster and faster,

sure he

out of breath

chest, she panted and looked back. No

wasn't

body had always been weak, and she hadn't run like this in ages. She was

chest, her breathing getting faster. The packages slipped from

to sit down

she knew

of the corner of her eye, she saw a blurry

eyelids grew heavy, and

woke up, she saw a wooden ceiling

familiar

and saw Amanda,

asked, "Why am I

to town. Why wasn't

carry groceries, and he

bad joke. She wanted to stay away from

left, saying, "You two talk.

to get out of bed,