Love Unspoken

Abigail shot Quinn a skeptical look.

Quinn tugged her inside, saying, "Don't just stand there. Come on in."

Abigail trailed behind, her eyes darting around curiously. "Why didn't you go out with them?" she asked. "Didn't feel like it. Decided to stay home and sort through their clothes," Quinn replied.

Even though Briar was a great help, Quinn felt better handling the kids' stuff herself.

"Kids grow so fast. Their clothes get small in no time. I've saved all the outgrown ones for you," Quinn added. Abigail's face tightened, and she snapped, "Why are you saving them? Are you jinxing me to have kids?" Quinn paused, then turned back with a grin. "Well, if you don't want them, someone else can use them." "Someone else? Who else are you saving them for?" Abigail asked, confused.

"I don't know," Quinn shrugged.

"It's just a few clothes. It's not like others can't afford them," Abigail said, brushing it off.

Quinn sighed and pulled her to sit on the couch. She stared at Abigail for a moment. "Abigail, you seem a bit bored. Why don't you find a job?" she suggested.

Abigail was taken aback, then her eyes lit up. "You're right. I've felt like something was missing, and now I realize it's because I don't have a job."

"What do you want to do?" Quinn asked.

"I don't know," Abigail admitted.

She had never worked before and was used to her freedom. The thought of suddenly working in a company felt unbearable.

She propped her chin on her hand and sighed. "I'll think about it."

"Since you're not doing it for the money, why not talk to Orion? He's doing pretty well now," Quinn suggested.

"I almost forgot about him. He's in Sylvadora, right?" Abigail asked.

"Yeah," Quinn confirmed.

Abigail nodded in agreement. "Not a bad idea. If I can't find a job, I'll go to him."

Quinn stared at Abigail for a while. She could tell that Abigail seemed lost and directionless, agreeing with whatever she said.

bored,' Quinn

and didn't have time

don't overthink it. There's always a solution to problems. Life is short, just a few decades. Do what you want and don't waste your youth on trivial things," Quinn advised. Abigail rested her chin on her hands, still looking confused.

and not knowing what you

and didn't

while, she said gloomily, "You're right, but I don't know what I want to

suggested. Abigail waved her hand. "Alright, stop. The more you talk, the more

let's go for

"Sure," Abigail agreed.

up and

beautiful day. The trees along the road

soon complained of being tired. She was both mentally and physically exhausted. The stab wound from last time had taken

road and quickly sat down. "I can't walk

gave her

genuinely worn out, but they'd only been walking for like ten minutes. When

worried, "You

just tired. Guess I'm

next to Abigail. "Is it because the snake bite

"Yeah," Abigail replied.

her responses were mostly half-hearted, making Quinn feel a bit

suddenly saw

him, bathed in the

approached them and asked, "Why are you sitting

stood up. "Oh, we went for a walk. You're back already?"

nodded and

sighed. "You guys go back. I'm

her leave, opened her mouth, and finally sighed helplessly. "What's

her head. "I'm fine. She seems to have something on

quickly looked

nodded. "Let me

do it. Sprout's heavy,"

pounds now. Quinn