Love Unspoken

Chapter 1257

After ditching the hospital, they snagged a room at a nearby hotel.

Standing by the hotel window, you could totally see the whole city. It wasn't huge; you could spot its edges in a blink, with all the action happening right here. Further out, the lights got pretty sparse. Quinn hadn't had a decent bath in ages. First thing she did when she got in the room was hit the shower. At Casey's place, she either wiped down with hot water or used a bucket, which didn't really cut it. She spent over half an hour in the shower before finally stepping out.

Quinn came out wrapped in a bathrobe and immediately saw Alexander chilling on the sofa with a magazine. "Why are you still here?" she asked.

Alexander looked up from the magazine. "Where else would I go?"

"To your room," Quinn said.

"There was only one room left," Alexander said, like it was no big deal.

Quinn eyed him suspiciously. "We definitely booked two rooms just now!"

"The front desk called me and said the guest in that room hadn't checked out yet. They couldn't reach them before, but now they're back," Alexander explained. "Can they really do that?" Quinn asked, still not buying it.

Alexander nodded seriously. "Yeah, this isn't like back home. It's pretty normal. Since it's just us, it's better not to stir up trouble."

Seeing her expression, Alexander added, "What are you worried about?"

This reminded Quinn she had nothing to worry about. Given his current state, even if he wasn't injured, could he really force her?

Thinking of this, she claimed the bed for herself. Lying on the bed, she said to Alexander, "Do whatever. I don't care."

leaving just

staring at the lump under the blanket,

just sat on the sofa, not even getting on

under the blanket, she found him sleeping on the sofa with his head propped up. Realizing she

for two days

a rock, looking at Landon, who was in even worse

had thought she could escape, but who would've thought that life outside was even worse than in

the canyon, there was food. Now, with him, she was often hungry

had known, she

the tunnel, she had grabbed some supplies, so she

with her coat, plopped down beside

the hell are you taking me? If we keep this up, we're both gonna die. Just let me go already. Do you really

shifted, sitting cross-legged on the ground. "Landon, what kind of beef do you

take your silence anymore!" Abigail shouted, on the verge of losing temper. She grabbed

do

fault you're

you feel, don't come crying to me when your wound starts bleeding

long as they found

through all these desolate places, and they

angrily grabbed a piece of bread from the ground, tore

a tree and closed

crew and didn't dare to go back to the