Love Unspoken

Chapter 1372

She was so freaked out she was practically tearing her hair out. After pacing a bit, she suddenly heard some dude's voice behind her.

Jumping, she glanced at her phone. The translation app was still running, and the guy yelled, "Stop."

She froze. Before she could even turn around, the guy was already up in her face, blocking her way.

He was this middle-aged dude, probably in his fifties, rocking white mourning clothes, but he had this air about him that screamed he wasn't just some regular Joe. Quinn stashed her phone and looked up at him.

The guy started talking, but she had no clue what he was saying.

She stayed quiet for a sec, then waved her hand around. She saw confusion flash in his eyes.

He gave her a once-over, looking all suspicious, and then spoke again.

It wasn't rocket science to figure out he was asking, "Mute?"

Quinn quickly nodded and made some random hand gestures, knowing he wouldn't get it anyway.

understand him either, so

if she was there for the funeral, he saw right through her act and grabbed her wrist.

about to drag her away, two more people came

over to them, told them to

was held, feeling all kinds of anxious, with a

no clue where they were taking her.

but

tugged at the door, but

tried the windows next, but they were all

sighed, found an empty box, and plopped down

probably didn't have time to deal with her right now, so

above her. She lost track of time, watching the sunlight fade as the outside world got

against the wall. It was so quiet she could

to doze off, the sound of the door opening jolted her

and she looked

her through about

in, she