Love Unspoken

Quinn tried to wriggle free, but his grip was like a vice. Annoyed, she snapped, "Let go of me!"

Walter stared at her for a beat, trying to keep his cool, then finally let her go.

Once she was free, Quinn bolted out of there.

Just as she hit the door, Walter's voice echoed behind her. "I hope you know what you're doing."

Quinn paused for a sec, then walked out of the villa without looking back.

Even though it was past five, the sun was still blazing. It stayed light late around here, sometimes until nine.

Quinn wandered into the yard, staring at the empty prairie ahead. A gust of wind hit her, and she suddenly had no clue where to go.

She grabbed her horse and headed back to town to deliver some packages.

Before dropping off the packages, she swung by the consulate to see if she could replace her documents.

told her she had to go to where the documents were issued to replace them, but she could also

out her phone and followed the staff's instructions, but when she opened the

her phone were all Walter's. If she replaced the documents online, Walter would definitely

SIM card. But without documents,

grass and sat down, flipping through her phone, trying

upon Abigail's Facebook. She opened it and saw their conversation still stuck on the

messaged Abigail: [You

again, Abigail thought it was some weirdo

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her

Abigail angrily put down her brush and picked

the screen, the

wasn't real, but at the

name in ages. Seeing it suddenly made her heart skip a

felt like a rock was lodged in her chest. She gripped her phone and typed with difficulty: [You must be a scammer, right? How much do you

went silent for a moment. She placed her finger