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.

didn't have any tools, so they made a simple stove with stones and grilled the tied-up crabs on

of mineral water they had left were barely enough to drink, let alone wash with. Alexander gave her a mysterious look. "I'll go

pots and pans. Alexander sighed, "How could I forget

long as they don't poison

Quinn rolled her eyes.

his way,

made her hesitant to go inside, but curiosity won out, especially since she

into the cracks in the wall. Quinn grabbed Alexander's arm and exclaimed, "There are so many bugs in

looking at Quinn's sneakers, which should protect

large pot, but the pot had a hole and was unusable. There were also two

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

"Aren't we leaving yet? Aren't you worried Mr. Kennedy and Mrs. Kennedy will starve on

a look. "Why are you in such a hurry? How could Mr.

protested, "Mr. Kennedy said he would come the day before

motioned for him to sit down and handed him a coconut. Sean took a couple of

can bribe me! I know what you're up to. You want to leave them on that

your head full of garbage? Even if I left them on the island and they starved, Calvin is still here. How much money do

looked back at the island. It was quite large and still under construction. With limited resources, most of the buildings were wooden, giving it a primitive feel. Yet, with some care, it had a unique charm. With most of the trees cut down, the ground was now paved with cobblestones and adorned

sight because they were working

off to pick up Alexander and Quinn, but

asked, confused, "So when are we

wait a bit

for what? Aren't you afraid Mr.

arm around Sean's shoulder. "Why would he get angry? He'd be

they already reconciled? Why do they need

feel like explaining. Just trust

glared at him, stood up, and walked away. "Let me know when you're ready to leave. I'll be working on my

in building. It seemed humans were always drawn to construction,

deeper, you'd see an array of

bunch of

for Alexander. He took the rusty

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 next to her, seriously sharpening the knife, and found it amusing. She took out her phone to snap a

shutter sound caught Alexander's attention, and he turned to look at Quinn, his face

are

You look kind

an eyebrow.

and showed

by the sand pit, holding the knife with 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, and I'll take a picture of you

way. You're not