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.

grilled the tied-up crabs on a stone slab. It was a long process. Quinn touched her dry face. "I want to wash my

an option, and there was no fresh water around. The few bottles of mineral water they had left were barely enough to drink, let

including pots and pans. Alexander sighed, "How could I forget about those houses?" Quinn

they

Quinn rolled her eyes.

way,

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

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

looking at Quinn's sneakers, which should protect her from

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

and Sean sat on

you worried Mr. Kennedy and Mrs.

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

Kennedy said he would come the day before yesterday, and you're

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

declared, "Don't think you can bribe me! I know what you're up to. You want to leave them on that island and take

your head full of garbage? Even if I left them on

rubbed his forehead and 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

in sight because they

Kyle were waiting to set off to pick up Alexander and Quinn, but Kyle had been

confused, "So when are

wait a bit

"Wait for what? Aren't you afraid Mr. Kennedy

"Why would he get angry? He'd be

"Aren't they already reconciled? Why

sometimes. I don't feel like explaining. Just trust me. We'll leave

me know when you're ready to leave. I'll

always drawn to construction, from molding mud as children to building

houses they lived in were all self-made, so as you ventured deeper, you'd see an array of homes in various shapes and sizes, resembling

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

was no problem for Alexander. He took the rusty knife to the beach to

After the tide went out, the waterline was far away, but that wasn't an issue. They just needed to dig a hole in the sand, and water would seep in. Each of them squatted

shutter sound caught Alexander's attention, and he turned to

are you

replied, "You. You look kind of

raised an eyebrow.

and showed him the photo she had

the sand pit, holding the knife with both hands, sharpening it on a stone. His shirt and serious expression made it oddly comical.

way. You're not taking any ugly pictures