Love Unspoken

Quinn shut off her phone and strolled over to the window, peering outside. The snow had finally stopped, but everything was still blanketed in white, making it tough to figure out which way was which. Meanwhile, Alexander had ditched Elmrest Springs, heading for some more deserted spot. Sean, feeling a bit jittery, snagged some self-defense gear whenever he spotted it for sale along the way. But just two days in, it started snowing again, forcing them to hit pause on their trip.

This stop-and-go routine dragged on until April.

It was still snowing in April, but not as much. Most of the snow had melted, leaving just a few random white piles here and there on the road.

This place was seriously vast and empty. During their second escape from being hunted, their pursuers seemed to have lost their trail.

Not much surveillance out here, after all.

Suddenly, their car sputtered to a stop by the roadside. Sean hopped out and popped the hood, revealing smoke billowing out.

"Mr. Kennedy, looks like the engine's toast," Sean said after a quick look. "This car's pretty solid, though. Lasted a few months on these rough roads before giving out," he added with a sigh. Alexander just gave him a glance, then opened the car door and grabbed a coat.

It was a black, ultra-thick, long down jacket. Even though it was heavy, Alexander's tall frame made it look sleek. From a distance, he still looked sharp and imposing.

But then he pulled the hood over his head, and the soft fur around it fluttered in the wind.

He crossed his arms and told Sean, "Hurry up and fix it."

Sean put on his gloves, grabbed the repair tools, and glanced back at Alexander, who was bundled up tight. After a moment, Sean said, "Mr. Kennedy, this might take a while. Why don't you wait in my car? It's freezing out here." Alexander ignored him and scanned the area. All he could see was the vast grassland. The grass was mostly yellowed and wilted, with some patches still covered in snow. In the distance, he spotted one or two tents. This place wasn't too remote; they occasionally saw folks passing by on the road.

There were people riding motorcycles and some leading horses, giving off a vibe from a different era.

While he was looking around, Buddy suddenly barked.

When Buddy barked, Liberty joined in.

By the time Alexander snapped out of it and turned to look, the two dogs had already bolted far away.

They were chasing a horse, or more accurately, a woman riding a horse.

The woman on the horse was dressed in black and white and had two braids.

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Maybe Buddy and Liberty were chasing too close and barking too excitedly, making the woman on the horse instinctively look back.

Even though they were far apart, that glance changed Alexander's expression completely.

He stared straight at the figure moving farther away, standing there in a daze. She was already out of sight, but Alexander remained frozen.

A gust of wind blew, snapping him out of it. He suddenly rushed towards the Land Rover behind him.

Sean said, "Mr. Kennedy, the engine's out of oil. In my backup car..."

Before he could finish, the black car sped past him, the gust of wind almost knocking him over.

He stared blankly at the car speeding away, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

'Did I just get ditched?' he thought in shock.

Alexander floored the gas pedal, and the car seemed to fly. The road was slippery, making his car swerve and careen.

Luckily, there was grassland beside the road; otherwise, it would've flipped countless times.