Love Unspoken

Abigail glanced over, nervously gripping her seatbelt. She turned to Landon, who had already ditched his glasses and was laser-focused on driving. "They're still on our tail. Can we lose them?" she asked.

"Wait till it gets dark," Landon replied.

Abigail nodded, trying to ignore the cars behind them and turned her gaze to the window.

The mountain road was a mess of weeds, green stretching out on both sides. Flowers dotted the grass on the cliffs. It was beautiful, but she wasn't in the mood to enjoy it.

As they drove further, her feelings got more tangled.

Abigail had no clue what she was doing, ditching her long-held beliefs to team up with Landon. She'd been rebellious before, but this was next level-causing a scene and making her family worry. Suddenly, Quinn's words popped into her head.

She wasn't a judge. The law would deal with Landon. It wasn't her place to say anything. She could only do what felt right.

Abigail sighed, giving herself a mental pep talk, which made her feel a bit better.

Hearing her sigh, Landon suddenly spoke, "If you regret it, just tell me. I'll let you out anytime."

Abigail shook her head. "Regret? Not in my vocabulary."

Then she joked, "Looks like you're all alone now. Consider it an act of kindness; I'll stick around to pick up the pieces." "Well, thank you very much," Landon said.

"You're welcome. I'm very kind," Abigail replied.

"If I die, don't put up a tombstone for me. Just scatter my ashes in that vegetable garden," Landon said.

Abigail opened her mouth, her throat feeling tight, and she suddenly couldn't speak.

"Bad guys have a lasting impact. Do you think you can die that easily?" Abigail asked.

"Everyone dies, but I saw an interesting quote earlier," Landon said.

"What is it?" Abigail asked.

a moment and started chatting with her. "People

do you mean?"

look for something more meaningful. Now, I understand Alexander," Landon explained. Abigail was confused, not knowing if

you understand about him?"

into Quinn," Landon

he's full?" Abigail

Landon chuckled. "Exactly."

Even though they were talking about Alexander, his words made her feel a bit

moment and

didn't speak and went back

him for a long time, not getting a response, and then

wasn't disappointed. Sometimes

was getting dark

behind them became more obvious, their headlights occasionally flashing past their car, the reflection in the rearview mirror hurting Abigail's eyes. They kept following persistently, with no

the car shaking uncomfortably. They didn't know where

neighboring area, stretching on forever. It might take three days and nights to get through. Abigail asked, "Can't we

shook violently, making Abigail feel like

Landon suddenly yanked the steering wheel and stopped the car at a fork in the road, blocking both

the door.

out. Landon didn't rush. He took out a gun, attached a silencer, and fired several shots at a few crooked trees by the roadside. The tree trunks, as thick as an arm, fell with a

the way, which should hold them

hand and headed down

he said,

was wider. Normally, you'd run down the narrower right path, but he did

nowhere to

pulled Abigail faster

running

deep, and there were rocks everywhere. She stumbled several times, almost falling, but Landon caught her each time. She looked

went the other way, so they didn't follow. If

on the left became slightly