NovelEnglishQuinn felt like she had a long dream. In the dream, she was a little girl again.
Freya locked her in a storage room. She banged on the door desperately, but no one cto her rescue.
Just as she was on the verge of despair, the closed door slowly opened, and a beam of light shone through the
crack. Alexander's tall and majestic figure was bathed in that holy light, and he reached out like a deity, breaking
down all her inner defenses.
From that moment on, she bechis most devout follower.
Yet when she tried to grasp his hand, everything vanished, and she was plunged back into darkness.
She opened her eyes abruptly, the light above her glaring and dazzling. She gasped for air, the panic from the
dream still lingering.
Oliver was sitting in a chair by the bed, his suit jacket casually draped over his left arm. Holding his phone
displaying colorful data charts, he said, "You're awake."
Seeing her awake, he stood up and considerately adjusted the head of the hospital bed for her.
Figuring that perhaps Oliver didn't understand sign language, she typed on the phone.
Quinn: [Where's Abigail?]
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results. You know, you totally freaked her out when you fainted." Embarrassed, Quinn typed: [Sorry for causing
you so much trouble.]
"You're Abigail's friend, which makes you my friend, too," Oliver said.
He thought, 'Back in the club, Alexander chose to take Getty's side rather than Quinn's. Weird. I've known him
for years, but | have no idea what he's thinking. 'Everyone can tell how much Quinn loves him except for himself.
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The ward becquiet to the point of slightly awkward. Fortunately, Abigail's footsteps broke the silence.
Her head was wrapped in bandages. Instead of coming in, she stopped at the door, hesitating.
Quinn signed hastily, "Abigail, is your wound serious? Are you OK?"
Abigail grinned and said, "I'm tough, OK? Nothing can hurt me!"
Oliver scolded angrily, "You think? It's your head, OK?! You better think of something to tell Dad when we get
back."
Shocked, Abigail grabbed his arm at once. "No! Don't tell Dad, please! Oliver!"
Quinn smiled at their conversation. She envied them because they were a family. Such a sense of hwas
always a luxury for her.
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him forward. "Oliver, you tell her."
Oliver looked at her and asked, "Really? Do you really find that appropriate?"
Hearing that, Quinn propped herself up and signed to Abigail, "What are you talking about?"
Oliver took the opportunity to leave, leaving Abigail to explain.
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