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.

young police officer present at the scene stepped

a

for

property's owner had summoned the police against these troublemakers who refused to vacate the property

the very image of that notorious villager, the one

as he scoffed, “What if

our life's savings for retirement!" Beside Raegan, a

Brent had rolled into town in a lavish car, boasting of

to invest, promising returns, and put this house

had already sold the house out, which was ironic considering Raegan was now

vanished

thick with accusations, painting Raegan as Brent's accomplice in the deception

dispute at hand, and the fact that the money was given willingly to Brent, the police officer admitted the

was a ghost, and wrath

of blame directed at Raegan,

who questioned if their investments would return

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

money was as good as gone.” Despair

the stark reality of being penniless, lacking even for potential medical needs, their futures

woman's sorrow erupted, her savings eroded in

a train of mix -ups occurred as a result

absorbed the depth of the disaster, she implored the crowd, "How much did Brent take from

her job at Ardlens and her university education,

notes, and Raegan's quick tally estimated

young age to pursue her education,

attire and sincere expressions spoke volumes of their

labor had yielded them a nest egg, now plundered

line as she

but should he swindle you again, I'll just stand by since I have no part in his dealings all the time.” The young police

The villagers, filled with hope,

back our money, then.” Raegan faltered momentarily, confessing, "The funds aren't on

Ardlens." Her apartment,

need to be gradually earned from her earnings

soured

now

chimed in loudly, "Family ties run

a con artist, same as Brent.” The crowd's restlessness surged, their advance unchecked by

midst of the turmoil, Raegan climbed atop a chair, commanding, "Stop arguing." Silence fell, all eyes

"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

pressed, "We demand a

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 a shortfall loomed

salary would have to

troublemaker couldn't resist saying,

fooled by a

once she hits the city." The calm was

however, realized this troublemaker hadn't yet presented

"Has Brent indeed borrowed from you?” He asserted