Love Unspoken

Chapter 1150

After mulling it over for a sec, Abigail strolled over to Quinn, plopped down next to her, and threw an arm around her shoulder. "What's on your mind?"

Quinn snapped out of her daze and grinned. "Just thinking about where I should head next."

Abigail shrugged. "Why overthink it? Just go wherever the wind takes you. When you're done having a blast and don't wanna leave, you can crash at my place, or we can find some cool spot to settle down. As long as we got cash, the world's our oyster."

Quinn looked at Abigail's beaming face, feeling a little flutter in her chest, and her own smile grew wider.

"What if you fall for someone?" Quinn asked.

Abigail scoffed. "Love? Nah, not my thing. Why would I need a guy to mess up my vibe?"

Quinn went quiet for a bit; she couldn't really argue with that.

After a moment, she said, "That's 'cause you haven't met someone who makes your heart race. When you do, you'll change your tune."

Abigail waved it off. "Nah, not gonna happen. And even if it does, I ain't falling for anyone, got it?"

hugged Quinn's shoulder, staring off into the distance. "Actually, if we ever get super lonely, we could open a retirement home. That

nodded. "Yeah,

the horizon, her cheerful smile, paired

She had short hair, while Walter,

stop thinking about that

of seconds, and she forced herself to argue, "I'm

it. When we're done here, we'll hit up another spot. Where do you wanna go the most?"

the time in

"Okay."

the sun had already set, and the

getting dark. Aren't

Abigail was already annoyed by his voice. She pulled Quinn up, and they headed down the

the bottom of the hill wasn't as bright as on top; the sunset was blocked by distant mountains, and without the car lights, they couldn't see a thing. Quinn sat

piece of driftwood floating on the water, unable to find a sense of belonging. Suddenly, the car jolted, and her head almost smacked into the seat

hit the car window. She looked up and

looks like the