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 and faster, until Alexander couldn't

to make sure he couldn't

ran until she was out of breath

her chest, she panted and looked back. No sign of

she wasn't

been weak, and she hadn't run like this in ages.

getting

sit down to

dizziness hit her, and she knew this

of the corner of her eye, she saw a blurry figure running

close, her eyelids grew heavy, and she blacked

she woke up, she saw a

a familiar

saw Amanda,

she asked, "Why

miles from Amanda's house, closer to

carry groceries, and he said he couldn't, but he carried you back

thinking this was a bad joke. She

them and then left, saying, "You two talk. I'll be

to get out of bed, but