Love Unspoken

Quinn's lashes fluttered as she looked away, all bummed out.

She figured she probably wouldn't get to see it.

Alexander stared at her for a sec, then suddenly got up and messed up her hair. "Wait here."

And with that, he bounced.

Quinn's eyes trailed after him until he left the room, then she shut her eyes again.

She was stuck in bed every day, losing track of time, not even knowing how long he'd been gone.

When Alexander woke her up again, she could totally feel the temp had dropped a lot.

Alexander scooped her up from the bed and plopped her on the couch by the window, wrapping her in a thick down jacket. "Quinn, look."

He held her shoulders, pointing her to look outside.

Quinn looked up and was totally floored.

Outside, everything was covered in white. Snowflakes were dancing around, landing on trees and windows. She had no clue when it started snowing, but all the buildings were blanketed in fresh snow. This snowfall was way bigger than any she'd ever seen. The whole scene lost its shape in the sea of snowflakes.

When the wind blew, the snowflakes swirled like they were having a party.

Quinn's lashes fluttered. It seemed like she was really seeing winter.

"How'd you pull this off?" she asked, shocked.

Alexander met her surprised look and gave a little smile. Then he picked her up, saying, "Come on. Let's go check it out."

Quinn, all curious, followed him outside. Snowflakes hit her face, cold and just like real snow.

But there were no machines around making the snow.

Alexander put her in the car, hopped in himself, and drove them out.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

On the way, snow was coming down hard. The green trees on both sides of the road were covered in thick snow, and the road was blanketed too.

Even when it did snow in Amber Bay, it was never this heavy.

Quinn looked out the window, suddenly feeling kinda lost.

It was like she took a nap and time rewound a few months, from spring back to winter.

"Am I tripping?" Abigail mumbled as she rubbed her eyes hard and grabbed her phone to check the calendar. She thought in disbelief, 'No way. It's April. Snow this heavy in Amber Bay in April?' Just then, Oliver came in with lunch. When he saw the shocked look on her face, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Why you so surprised?" he asked.

Abigail didn't even have time to answer him. She threw off the covers, forgetting her crutches, and hobbled to the window. As she opened it, the cold air hit her, making her shiver. She reached out to catch a snowflake. It landed on her hand and melted fast.

Oliver walked over and closed the window for her. "Careful. Don't catch a cold."

Abigail turned to look at him and asked, "Oliver, what's going on? Snow in April? Why aren't you surprised at all?"

Oliver shoved his hands into his pockets. "Never seen fake snow?"

"No. Who did this?" Abigail said. Her eyes widened as she suddenly realized something. She asked, "It couldn't be that jerk Alexander, could it?"