Love Unbreakable

I Don't Know Him Raegan couldn't bring herself to turn Henley down, so with a hint of reluctance, she agreed to call him later.

Once Henley departed, Raegan called for a taxi and set off directly for the cemetery.

This rural cemetery, unlike the orderly urban ones, was a patchwork of simple dirt graves.

Nonetheless, Raegan had ensured her grandmother's resting place was marked with a tombstone.

Upon discovering the tombstone smeared with red paint, rage surged through Raegan, shaking her to the core, She paid a visit to a nearby family, residing close to the cemetery, and inquired about the incident.

The family, unfamiliar with Raegan, remembered her grandmother well.

Learning Raegan was her descendant, they revealed a villager was responsible, claiming an unsettled debt.

This villager, they said, had faced their attempts to mediate, but his troublesome reputation prevented further confrontation.

Raegan, unaware of any debts her grandmother might have had, was filled with increasing exasperation.

Yet, cleaning the defiled tombstone took precedence.

She borrowed cleaning tools from the family and set to work on the grave, tears accompanying her efforts.

With resolve hardening amidst her grief, she silently pledged to seek justice for her grandmother.

After restoring the grave's dignity, Raegan entrusted the family with two thousand dollars, assigning them the care of the site and requesting updates on any troubles.

The family accepted, their own financial straits binding them to this place.

Raegan then obtained the address of the villager and began her search in town.

But before she could locate him, a call from Mrs.

Barton, her neighbor, interrupted, informing her of a mob intent on demolishing her house, with even the property's owner on site.

Rushing to the scene, Raegan arrived to find a throng of people and the police already engaged.

The property's owner, spotting Raegan, sourly declared, "Raegan, we are neighbors.

We bought this house from your uncle.

You wanted to rent it and we've agreed.

But your collusion with your uncle has led to deception.

We don't want to rent to you now.

Make it clear to everyone that you and your uncle have no claims here." Confusion gripped Raegan.

Since Brent’s detainment after the hospital incident, she had no contact with him.

Before Raegan could seek clarification, she was yanked to the ground by her hair.

back the money now!" A young police officer present at the scene stepped in and attempted

find a peaceful

no need for violence,”

refused to vacate the property she had legally acquired, despite her

herself face-to- face with the very image of that

troublemaker’s face remained unrepentant as he scoffed, “What if I did? Would you have bothered to return otherwise? You little bitch, conspiring with Brent to swindle us,

retirement!" Beside Raegan, a young

Brent had rolled into town in

persuaded the villagers to invest, promising returns, and put this house

he had already sold the house out,

vanished into thin

Raegan as Brent's

willingly to Brent, the police officer admitted the need to locate

a ghost, and

flames of blame directed

reigned among some villagers, who questioned if their investments would return

police officer's face clouded with sorrow as he explained the grim possibilities, "If Brent

was as good as gone.” Despair then

villagers, advanced in years and limited in their ability to work, faced the stark reality of being penniless, lacking even for potential medical needs,

woman's sorrow erupted, her savings eroded in

as Brent got away with the money, a train of mix -ups occurred as a

depth of the disaster, she implored the crowd, "How much did

job at Ardlens and her university education, was assumed to be

estimated a

here at a young age to pursue

attire and sincere expressions spoke volumes of

had yielded them a nest egg, now plundered by

a tight line as she declared, "Listen

just stand by since I have no part

fool anyone again.” The villagers, filled

momentarily, confessing, "The funds

apartment in Ardlens." Her apartment, burdened by a mortgage, would net her approximately 1.8

to be gradually earned from her earnings

revelation soured the

now

troublemaker chimed in

likely a con artist, same as Brent.” The crowd's restlessness surged,

turmoil, Raegan climbed atop a chair, commanding, "Stop arguing." Silence

money problem?” Raegan continued, firm and clear, "I've given my word to resolve Brent's debt and I intend to keep it." Raegan's striking presence, at odds with the local rusticity, lent her words a persuasive

elderly woman pressed, "We

ours?" Raegan expressed regret, "I can't give you a date, yet I assure you, I'll hasten the process.” Privately, she knew the flat’s sale wouldn't be swift, and

job’s salary would have to suffice

couldn't resist saying, "See? She's

fooled by

The calm was shattered once again by the

this troublemaker hadn't

him, "Has Brent indeed borrowed from you?” He asserted confidently,