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.

running. Faster

to make sure

was out of breath and had

her chest, she panted and looked back. No

she wasn't

run like this in ages. She

her chest, her breathing getting

sit down to catch

and she knew this wasn't

of her eye, she saw a blurry figure running toward

figure got close, her eyelids grew heavy,

she saw

awake?" a familiar female

turned her head and saw Amanda, with Alexander beside

"Why

collapsed miles from Amanda's house, closer to

carry groceries, and

this was a bad joke. She wanted to stay away from him,

them and then left, saying, "You two talk.

out of bed,