Love Unspoken

Chapter 1475

"Abigail, what's up with you?" Quinn asked, her eyebrows furrowing.

Abigail's questions were getting more and more out there, each one harder to answer than the last.

Abigail realized she might've crossed a line.

"Sorry, I just... maybe my brain's fried. Just ignore me," Abigail said, covering her face, feeling super awkward.

Quinn had a hunch but didn't want to push it.

She patted Abigail's shoulder. "Go upstairs and get some sleep. You must be exhausted. Rest up, and you'll feel better."

Abigail nodded. "Alright, I'll crash first. You should hit the sack early too. Look, Sprout's already out cold."

"Okay."

Abigail got up and trudged upstairs.

Quinn watched her go, her mind racing back to those weird questions. It seemed like Abigail was asking about Alexander, but really, she was talking about someone else. What Landon did was way worse than Alexander.

Now it made sense why Abigail never brought up Landon.

She sighed, picked up Sprout, and headed upstairs.

She lay down next to Sprout. Then, she heard some noise from the bathroom, jumped out of bed, and ran to check.

Brandy was standing on a stool, holding a cup, completely drenched, her hair soaking wet.

"Brandy, what are you doing?" Quinn asked.

Brandy couldn't even reach the sink on the stool. She was trying to wash up by herself.

Quinn quickly picked her up. "I was wondering where you went. So you were here trying to wash up."

Looking at the soaked Brandy, Quinn couldn't tell if she was taking a bath or washing her face.

looked at her seriously. "I'm brushing

"Where's Olivia? Why

her cheeks but stayed quiet. She wanted to wash up by herself but didn't know how to say it. Quinn took off Brandy's clothes, put her in the bathtub, and used shampoo and body wash to clean her

a

and

feeling a bit relieved seeing her

Brandy put the toothbrush in the cup next to her. She

went out. He'll be back in

left because he didn't love her, but she couldn't find the

"He just left for

Brandy nodded.

said he'd be back in a couple of days, she wasn't sure when he'd actually

her up, dried her with a towel, and wrapped her in a blanket,

a set of pajamas

lie next to Sprout.

them, feeling all warm and fuzzy, and couldn't resist snapping a photo with

the

lay on the ground, the sunlight highlighting the

His fingers twitched.

his eyes, clutching his chest and

corner of the wall, closed his eyes, and took a moment

and sat up, his head hanging weakly. As if remembering something, he looked around

and

and went

found Kyle's number and called

Kennedy. You finally answered. I thought you went

instructed him not to contact Quinn no matter

it?" Alexander's voice was so weak that Kyle could barely hear

paused, then asked worriedly, "Mr. Kennedy, what's

the crap. Why did you call

"Nothing much, just reporting on

ordered, "Alright,