Love Unspoken

Chapter 1183

Quinn was bored out of her mind, so she decided to wash the grimy bed sheet and hung it up at the cave entrance to dry, using a branch.

That white sheet stuck out like a sore thumb; Alexander spotted it from a mile away.

He lifted the raggedy sheet and saw Quinn messing around with some dry grass.

"What are you up to?" he asked.

Quinn looked up at him, then down at her hands. "Trying to make some shoes."

But she had no clue what she was doing.

She was still barefoot, and her feet hurt like hell when she walked outside. Sometimes she stepped on bugs, and it freaked her out.

Alexander picked up the bundle of grass next to her. It didn't look like shoes at all; more like a pile of kindling.

He couldn't help but crack up.

tossed the grass aside. "Did you find

thinking, he said,

how'd you get

your heart, finding your way

and didn't feel like talking

from his pocket. "Hungry? Got some grub." Quinn took it and peeked inside. It was another roasted chicken leg. She was so over eating roasted chicken legs every

it was the first time he offered her food, she might've hesitated. But now, after

just took it

tied back with a cloth strip, with some loose strands falling around her ears, giving her a messy but cute look. After finishing the chicken leg, Quinn said, "I'm sick of chicken

for her to ask for something. He said with a smile, "Alright, I'll see if I can find something

outside every day.

clothes in puddles, but she

stay clean,"

looked at her own clothes, which were his old camo uniform. The tough fabric was already dirty from her wearing

were still spotless, which seemed

"Are you saying I don't like to stay

you no matter what," Alexander

couldn't keep the convo going, so