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 a way

he said, "Nope, I'm

you get back?"

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

fell silent and didn't feel

something wrapped in a banana leaf 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

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

just took it

cloth strip, with some loose strands falling around her

for something. He said with a smile,

looked him over again. "You run around outside every

days, he could've washed his clothes in puddles, but she remembered he hadn't washed at all since

stay clean,"

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

were still spotless, which seemed

I don't like

matter. I like you no matter what," Alexander

going, so