Love Unspoken

A cold drop of dew splashed on Quinn's face.

Her eyelashes fluttered. She forced herself to endure the headache and struggled to open her eyes.

What she saw was the dappled shade of trees, with dew dripping down like rain.

Quinn glanced to her right.

Seeing Alexander's face, she was startled and abruptly pushed him away.

Quinn propped herself up from the ground, clutching her chest and gasping for air.

After a few minutes, she looked back at Alexander.

He was lying on the ground, his clothes torn by branches, his hair disheveled, and his face covered with scratches of various sizes. His eyes were shut tight, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.

Quinn remembered that when they rolled down last night, she was in his arms, and his hand was protecting the back of her head.

She grabbed his hand and looked at it. The back of his hand was a bloody mess, looking like it had been hit countless times.

She checked his body. When she reached her hand to the back of his head, she felt something sticky.

She looked at her hand only to find her palm had been covered by blood.

Her face changed. She shook Alexander's shoulder, trying to speak, but the words seemed to stick at her throat.

Finally, she managed to make one, "Alexander, wake up!"

He didn't move. Quinn looked around. They were surrounded by woods, sunlight filtering through leaves, casting streaks of light.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

It was eerily quiet.

She grabbed her nightgown, tried to tear it with her teeth. However, its quality was too good. She couldn't rip it.

Quinn focused on Alexander's trench coat.

She grabbed the torn part and pulled hard.

She tore off a piece and then wrapped it around his head to bandage the wound.

She then tore another piece to bandage his hand.

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Exhausted, Quinn collapsed, panting.

After resting, she found a phone in his pocket.

She used his finger to unlock it. The battery was at one percent, and there was no signal.

Quinn sat beside him, looking at Alexander, who was unconscious, with a complex expression.

After half an hour, he still didn't wake up. Quinn picked leaves, collected dew, fed it to his mouth.

She propped him up against a tree trunk.

She used her sleeve to dab dew, and then wiped his face with it.

His handsome features emerged, but scratches remained.

Quinn sat beside him, looking up at the sun through the branches.

Scenes from the past replayed in her mind. The dappled shadows and sunlight made her eyelashes flutter.

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Quinn turned to Alexander, her eyes filled with mixed emotions.

Sunlight fell on his face. His fingers twitched.

A few minutes later, he opened his eyes.

He tried to stand, but pain made him sit back down.

He saw the bandages on his hand. He then touched his forehead and found that it was also bandaged.

Alexander slowly turned his head.

Their eyes met, and a quiet atmosphere fell between them.

Seeing the unclear emotions in Quinn's eyes, Alexander's gaze flickered. "Are you okay?"

Quinn just looked at him.

It was a strange yet familiar look.

Alexander realized something and smirked.