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.

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

were barely enough to drink, let alone wash

they checked yesterday had quite a few things left behind, including pots and pans. Alexander sighed, "How could I forget about those houses?" Quinn hesitated. "Are

"As long as they don't

Quinn rolled her eyes.

his way, and Quinn decided to follow

those coffins made her hesitant to go inside, but curiosity won out, especially since she was going

scurried into the cracks in the wall. Quinn grabbed Alexander's arm

at Quinn's sneakers, which should protect

previous owner. There were utensils in the cabinets and a large pot, but

on the beach, with

we leaving yet? Aren't you worried Mr. Kennedy and

him a look. "Why are you in such a hurry? How could Mr. Kennedy starve? You

said he would come the

him a

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

of garbage? Even if I left them

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,

sight because they were working far

to set off to pick up Alexander

asked, confused, "So when are

wait a

you

"Why would he get angry? He'd be

head. "Aren't they already reconciled?

I don't feel like

at him, stood up, and walked away. "Let me know when you're ready to

arrival, everyone had been engrossed in building. It seemed humans were always

ventured deeper, you'd see an array of homes in various

half the day scavenging through those houses, finding a bunch of stuff, including a kitchen knife, though it was too rusty

Alexander. He took the rusty knife to

needed to dig 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 next

turned to look at

"What are you taking

replied, "You. You

raised an eyebrow.

up, ran over, and showed him the photo she

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

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