Love Unbreakable

She Woke Up Caught off guard, Nicole stumbled backward when Jarrod shoved her.

Her heel got stuck in the emergency exit door, causing her to fall hard onto the concrete.

The sound of her falling was a muffled thud, making it clear she'd taken a heavy fall.

Just as Nicole was gearing up to unleash a string of curses, a soft feminine voice wafted in from the outside.

"Jarrod, what brings you here?” It was unmistakably Jamie's voice.

Switching his attention from the door to Jamie, Jarrod answered softly, "I’m visiting a friend.

What's got you in the hospital?” Jamie caught a faint whiff of shower gel, and for a fleeting moment, her eyes flashed with barely noticeable malice.

"I'm a bit lightheaded, so I came to get checked out.” Jamie leaned against Jarrod's chest.

Jarrod gave her a quick look and asked, "Feeling worn out?" Without waiting for her response, he scooped her up into his arms.

"Hey, there are so many people coming and going here..." Jarrod's eyes settled on the now-shut emergency exit door, and a dark feeling began to stir within him.

"What's there to be scared of? I'm just holding my girl.

Who's going to object?" Blushing, Jamie wrapped her arms around his neck.

“You have no shame, do youe" With a grin, Jarrod patted her rear.

"I've seen you unfazed in far more brazen scenarios." Their conversation dwindled as they walked away, leaving Nicole alone, curled up behind the exit passage.

The back of her head and her elbow bore the brunt of her fall, both now pulsating with pain, making standing up a real struggle.

Only a few days had elapsed in their supposed three- year arrangement, and Nicole had already found it hard to endure.

Though Jarrod had vowed not to marry within their agreement, she still couldn't hold her head high.

She knew that, especially in front of Jamie, she could be cast aside at any moment.

Suddenly, the exit door swung open.

Nicole thought it was Jarrod and blurted out, “Aren't you supposed to be with her?" It fell quiet on the other end.

Lifting her gaze, she found not Jarrod, but a young doctor in a white coat, holding a cigarette and regarding her with a perplexed look.

Nicole hastily apologized.

"I'm sorry." "It's fine." The doctor glanced at his cigarette and then back at her, putting it out without a word.

footsteps approaching, Nicole knew

to stand and

a few paces away, she

steadied her, releasing her

can manage on my own, but thanks.” "Don't mention it.” A stone's throw away, Jarrod stood against a wall, eyeing the duo before him,

another

"We can leave now,

found herself trapped in an endless

dream, a small silhouette stood with its back to

connection,

close the gap, her feet felt as though they were

her vocal cords were as if

washed over her as she collapsed to her knees, inching her

farther she reached, the more distant the child

beseechingly implored

limitless white, and through the infinity of snow,

reply, Raegan found she still couldn't utter

plea was only

"Please...

small form recede further into the distance until it was swallowed by the snowy

clink of surgical instruments broke through, accompanied

can't save

to perform a hysterectomy, then deal with the other injuries..." Frantically, she shook her head, her silent pleas echoing,

take my baby away...” But her

forceps

cleaved open by a dull

replaced by a shroud of darkness consuming

comatose for four

mutter incomprehensibly,

relayed the doctor's diagnosis to Mitchel, the latter's already

as though he had been dealt a crushing blow, his face marked by visible

Luis hesitated briefly before passing Mitchel the paternity test Raegan had entrusted him to monitor the accessing process before

"Raegan went through

between you two,

thing she would typically do.” Mitchel stared at the test results, revealing a 99.99% genetic

like it had splintered into fragments in

own didn't surprise him as much as those

time! He had questioned her, lost faith in her,

him most, he had cast her into a pit of

a reddish hue,

a bastard he was! In the days that Raegan lay unconscious, Mitchel found himself sitting alone on a bench outside the ICU, consumed by guilt every ticking