Love Unspoken

Chapter 1581

The sun dipped below the horizon, and the tide crept in. Quinn watched the waterline inch closer until it stopped just a few feet away. "It's brighter out here than inside," Quinn said.

Alexander nodded, tossing a piece of wood into the fire. The sea breeze made the flames dance.

"Are you cold?" Alexander asked.

Quinn shook her head. "No. When do you think they'll find us?"

"No idea," Alexander replied.

Quinn was taken aback. "What if they never find us? Are we just going to wander here forever?"

Alexander reassured her, "What are you afraid of? We've survived in the wild before. And this time, we have enough supplies to last longer."

Quinn gave him a suspicious look. Last time, he did it on purpose. She wondered if this time was intentional too.

Alexander pulled her closer. "You haven't slept for a whole day and night. Get some rest."

Quinn was indeed tired. She had been running on the beach all day. Leaning into Alexander's arms, she closed her eyes and said, "You should sleep too." "Okay," Alexander agreed.

The sea breeze blew gently, and Quinn, feeling drowsy, soon fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, the glaring sun was on her face. She rubbed her eyes and mumbled, "It's morning."

Realizing something was off, she turned to find the space beside her empty. Alexander was nowhere to be seen.

She stood up and called out towards the house in front of her.

Getting no response, she sighed and sat back down.

She was just worried that Alexander had gone off to study those coffins again, not that he had abandoned her.

Before long, Alexander returned, not from the house but from the beach.

"You went crab hunting?" Quinn asked, surprised.

"Yeah, right after the tide went out. These crabs didn't have time to burrow into the sand, so they were easy to catch," Alexander replied. "Did you sleep?" Quinn asked.

Alexander chuckled. "Of course I did. You used to complain I slept too much, and now you're saying I sleep too little?"

"No, I was just asking. I thought you went crab hunting in the middle of the night. How do we cook these?" Quinn clarified.

"Just grill them," Alexander suggested.

any tools, so they made a simple stove with stones and grilled the tied-up crabs on a stone slab. It was a long process. Quinn touched her dry face. "I want to wash my

bottles of mineral water they had left were barely enough to drink, let alone wash with. Alexander gave her a mysterious look.

had quite a few things left behind, including pots and pans. Alexander sighed, "How

they don't poison us,

Quinn rolled her eyes.

his way, and Quinn decided to

to go inside, but curiosity won out, especially since she

two centipedes scurried into the cracks in the wall. Quinn grabbed

warned, looking at Quinn's sneakers, which should

things left by the previous owner. There were utensils in the cabinets and a large pot, but the pot had a hole and was unusable. There were also two broken

island, Kyle and Sean sat on the beach, with a boat

yet? Aren't you worried Mr. Kennedy and Mrs. Kennedy will starve

such a hurry?

the

down and handed him a coconut. Sean took a couple

to. You want to leave them on that island and take their money for

of garbage? Even if I left them on

construction. With limited resources, most of the buildings were wooden, giving it a primitive feel. Yet, with some

in sight because

Kyle were waiting to set off to pick up Alexander

confused, "So

replied, "Let's wait a

what? Aren't you afraid Mr. Kennedy will

arm around Sean's shoulder. "Why would he get angry? He'd be thrilled. I'm giving them

they already reconciled? Why do they

feel like explaining. Just trust me. We'll leave when

and walked away. "Let me know when you're ready to leave. I'll be working on

their arrival, everyone had been engrossed in building. It seemed humans were always drawn to construction, from molding mud as

self-made, so as you ventured deeper, you'd see an array of homes

a bunch of stuff, including a kitchen

He took

a hole in the sand, and water would seep in. Each of them squatted by a sand pit, with Quinn washing a pot. She couldn't help but glance at Alexander

and he turned to

asked, "What are

"You. You look kind

an eyebrow. "How

ran over, and showed him the photo

both hands, sharpening it on a stone. His shirt and serious expression made it oddly comical. Alexander glanced at it, and then took her phone. "Go wash,

her head vigorously. "No way. You're not taking any ugly pictures