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.

Quinn tossed the grass aside. "Did you find a

he said, "Nope,

you're lost, how'd you get back?" she

at Quinn. "When you follow your heart, finding your way

fell silent and didn't feel like

his pocket. "Hungry? Got some grub." Quinn took it and peeked inside. It was another

food, she might've hesitated. But now, after so many times, she

took it

loose strands falling around her ears, giving her a

for something. He said

around outside every

in puddles, but she remembered he hadn't washed at all

stay

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

white clothes were still spotless, which seemed

saying I don't like to stay

I like you no matter what," Alexander said

keep the convo going, so she