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.

documents were issued to replace

followed the staff's instructions, but when

the info linked to her phone were all Walter's. If she replaced the documents online,

the first thing she needed was her own SIM card. But

down, flipping through her phone, trying to figure out

Abigail's Facebook. She opened it and saw their conversation still

quickly messaged Abigail:

it was some weirdo and tossed her phone aside, going back to her

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second, her phone buzzed

being interrupted, Abigail angrily put down her brush and picked up her phone, ready to delete

screen, the next message read: [It's

She stared at the message, feeling like it wasn't

ages. Seeing it suddenly made her heart

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

a moment. She placed her finger on the video call icon