With a grim look on her face, Quinn shut her eyes, took a deep breath, and marched straight ahead without even ncing at the ground. Strolling through the hallway, she popped out into the backyard, where the Mellon family did their prayers.


    She stared at the prayer ground in the twilight, feeling a bit jittery.


    It was getting dark, the sun had already dipped, and the creepy clouds cast a weird, spooky glow over the buildings around.


    It was dead quiet, like even the air was holding its breath.


    This ce had been poked around before, and its creepiness was easy to imagine.


    Quinn kept moving, with Alexander trailing not too far behind. His eyes stuck on her slender figure, his thoughts getting all tangled up.


    She reached the prayer ground, shoved open the old door, and was hit with a damp, musty smell. Holding her breath, she stepped inside. The stuff inside was mostly intact but covered in cobwebs.


    Quinn used her phone to light up the room, memories of her childhood flooding back.


    She was too young back then to remember her family''s names, only knowing how to call them.


    She gripped her phone tight, slowly walking to the left, her eyes sweeping over every corner, like she could almost see her family''s faces in her mind. It was at this moment that she truly felt the sting of being all alone.


    She reached out, picked up the Bible in the center, put down her phone, and used her sleeve to wipe it.


    In a daze, she remembered how Sophia had once wiped her face the same way.


    "How''d you get yourself so dirty?" Sophia said, wiping the dirt off her face with her sleeve, her eyes and brows filled with a loving smile. But Quinn only remembered that smile, unable to recall Sophia''s face.


    As she wiped, her nose began to sting, and a tear sshed onto the Bible in her hand.


    Alexander walked up to her, turned his head to look at her, tightly pursed his lips, and stood silently by her side.


    Quinn carefully cleaned the Bible and put it back, then picked up the cross and started wiping it.


    After a while, Alexander also picked up other items and started wiping them with her.


    Quinn turned to look at him and suddenly snatched the item from his hand.


    Alexander nced at his now empty hand, then turned to meet her gaze. In the ring light of the phone, her eyes shimmered with tears. "Alexander, get out," Quinn said coldly.


    "Quinn, I..."


    Before he could finish, Quinn cut him off, "I told you to get out! What right do you have to stand here?"Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    As she spoke, she reached out and shoved him with almost all her strength. Alexander stumbled back a couple of steps.


    He grabbed Quinn''s wrist and said, "Calm down and listen to me."


    "I don''t want to hear anything. Get out!" She pushed Alexander forcefully. "I don''t want to see you, and I don''t want you in this sacred ce." "Quinn!" Alexander shouted.


    Quinn paused slightly, looked up and stared intently at Alexander. Even with the light behind her, the sadness on her face was still visible.


    She said, "Alexander, do you really want me to be aplete sinner in such a sacred ce? If you really want to do something, please leave. I''m begging you, just leave." Tears apanied her final words, sliding down her face. Her eyes were once again filled with that familiar plea.


    Alexander was speechless. He instinctively reached out to wipe her tears, but stopped before his hand could touch her.