Love Unspoken

By the time Quinn got home, the snow was coming down hard. She hopped off her horse and stood under the eaves, shaking the snow off her clothes.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

When she walked into the living room, she saw Walter chilling on the sofa with a newspaper.

Quinn paused for a sec, then walked in.

Walter looked up and asked, "Snow's crazy out there. Why are you back so late?"

"Just finished delivering the last package. It was far, and I didn't think the snow would get this bad so fast," she said, plopping down across from him. She stretched her hands out to the fireplace, trying to shake off the cold. Walter gave her a look, like he was trying to figure her out.

Quinn stayed cool, like she really had just been out delivering a package.

Noticing his stare, she looked up and asked, "What's up?"

"Nothing. Aren't you tired of delivering packages all day?" he asked with a grin.

"It snowed for months before, and I didn't go out. It's only been a bit over three months since I started again, and I'm still getting used to the routes. How could I be tired of it?" Quinn said.

Walter shook his head, smiling. "You getting used to living here?"

Quinn replied, "It's alright."

Walter casually said, "If you can't adapt, we can move somewhere else."

Quinn paused, catching a glimpse of the probing look in Walter's eyes.

She forced a smile and said, "Doesn't matter where we are. You decide."

Walter said, "Every place is different. This place might not be bustling, but it's quiet and the pace is slower. It's good for a break."

Quinn nodded. "Yeah."

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"Is there anything you wanna do?" Walter asked again.

This question stumped Quinn. She stayed silent, unable to answer.

She used to have a lot of things she wanted to do, but now, it seemed like she had no dreams left. Living idly every day felt kinda nice.

She didn't speak for a long time, and Walter watched her for a long time.

After a while, Walter said, "It's gonna snow for the next three days. Don't go out if you don't have to. It's not safe."

Quinn nodded slightly. "Got it."

She stared at the flames dancing in the fireplace, the firelight reflecting in her eyes, and she seemed lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Alexander opened his eyes, staring at the wooden ceiling, his brow furrowed.

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He was about to get out of bed when he felt a weight on his leg. It turned out to be a splint.

Soon, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl walked in with a basin. Seeing him awake, she happily walked over and placed the basin on the floor.

"You're awake? I was just about to clean you up," she said cheerfully.

Alexander's gaze roamed over her. Due to exposure to the elements, her skin was dark red, with freckles on her nose, large eyes, and deep-set features. "How did I end up here?" Alexander croaked.

"Someone..." Amanda Wright remembered something and quickly changed her words, "We saw you passed out on the ground while we were passing by, so we brought you back." In fact, it was Quinn, who often delivered packages to them, who had called. However, Quinn had specifically instructed her not to tell him, so Amanda had to lie.

Alexander's eyes flickered, and then a bitter smile appeared on his lips.