EuropeNovelChapter 1388 He stared at her, and the room went dead quiet.
After a beat, he shoved his phone back in his pocket. "I'm not Alexander. You got the wrong person." Quinn's lips twisted into a bitter smile. "Yeah, you're right. The person I'm looking for wouldn't pushaway. You're definitely not him." Her words were soft, but man, they stung.
She spun around and walked out of the bedroom.
He watched her go, the door clicking shut behind her. His breath cin short gasps. Clutching his chest, he stumbled to the bed, gripping the headboard to steady himself.
Saturday morning, Quinn got jolted awake by a call from Kyle.
She fumbled for her phone and answered.
Kyle's voice cthrough, "Mrs. Kennedy, you ready? I'm outside your place. Just con out." Quinn lay there, staring at the ceiling. Sprout was curled up next to her, the room eerily quiet.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mrs. Kennedy?" Kyle called again.
"Kyle, do you think he plans to never acknowledge me, like, ever?" Quinn blurted out.
Kyle went silent for a sec, then his voice got all urgent. "No way! You know him better than anyone. Can't you tell how he feels about you? Would he just ignore you for no reason?" Quinn didn't say anything for a long time.
She knew, but dealing with this ice-cold Alexander had her second-guessing everything.
Caught up in the mess, her emotions were all over the place. Logic and feelings were duking it out, messing with her head. She couldn't see things as clearly as someone on the outside. Ten minutes later, she was outside the apartment complex, holding Sprout.
Kyle, Cody, and Abigail were all waiting in the car.
Kyle hopped out to open the door for her. "Mrs. Kennedy." Seeing her troubled face, Kyle figured she must've seen Alexander.
Her hesitation about seeing Sean was because she was scared her last bit of hope would get crushed, just like when she went to find Alexander before.
All her efforts, met with nothing but cold indifference.
Quinn got in the car. No matter what, she had to face it.
As Abigail always said, "It's better to rip the band-aid off quick." Sean's place was a bit of a trek, about an hour's drive.
The buildings there were pretty run-down, with most residential areas looking crowded and shabby, filled with all sorts of folks.
Kyle parked by the curb and turned to Quinn. "He's usually not around during the day. We'll have to wait here; he probably won't be back until late." Quinn nodded, still looking spaced out.
Abigail took Sprout from her. The little guy could sleep through anything, not even waking up during the bumpy ride.
Quinn stared out the window as the sky got darker. People bustled around on the street. Even though she was with familiar faces in the car, the strangers and the unfamiliar surroundings made her feel like a total outsider. In the evening, a light rain started falling, making everything foggy. It got dark fast.
The street started to empty out.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCody yawned and dozed off a few times.
Quinn was about to nod off when Kyle suddenly said from the front, "Mrs.
Kennedy, Sean!"
Her eyes snapped open, and she looked towards the sidewalk behind them. Sure enough, there was a guy in a hoodie and cap walking their way. Bundled up tight, Quinn didn't recognize him, but if Kyle said it was him, then it was.
As he got closer, Kyle suddenly jumped out and tried to grab him.
But Sean was way quicker. Before Kyle could touch him, Sean kicked him away.
Kyle hit the ground and couldn't get up for a bit.
Cody, who was about to get out, saw this and froze, not daring to move.
"Sean! You kicked so hard!" Kyle yelled from the ground. Sean's body stiffened and he turned to look at Kyle on the ground. So, Sean saw Kyle lying there, clutching his butt and howling.
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