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.

the grass aside. "Did

thinking, he said, "Nope,

you

your heart, finding

silent and didn't feel like talking

some grub." Quinn took

her food, she

took it and

eat. Her hair was 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

her to ask for something. He said with a smile,

outside every day. How

washed his clothes in puddles, but she remembered he hadn't washed

stay

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

white clothes were still spotless, which

said, "Are you saying I don't like to stay

I like you no matter what,"

so she got up and