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.

A young police officer present at the scene stepped

a peaceful

no need for

summoned the police against these troublemakers who refused to vacate the property she had legally acquired, despite her having all the

with the very image of that notorious villager,

her as she demanded, “Did you desecrate my grandmother's grave?” This very troublemaker’s face remained unrepentant as he scoffed, “What if I did? Would

Beside Raegan, a young

long before, Brent had rolled into town in a

villagers to invest, promising returns, and put this

the folks, he had already sold the house out, which was

vanished

as Brent's accomplice in

given willingly to

a ghost, and

mediate, to calm the flames of blame directed at Raegan,

who questioned if their

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

money was as good as gone.”

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

sorrow erupted, her savings eroded

away with the money, a train of mix -ups occurred as a result of Raegan’s decision to

she implored the crowd, "How much did Brent take from you?" This simple question sparked

her university education, was assumed to be their beacon

promissory notes, and Raegan's quick tally estimated a staggering three million dollars lost by

a young age to pursue her education, Raegan didn't know many of her

and sincere expressions spoke volumes

had yielded them a nest egg, now

lips formed a tight line as she declared, "Listen up,

debt this time, but should he swindle you again, I'll just stand by since I have no part in

won't fool anyone again.” The villagers, filled with hope, said

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

Her apartment, burdened by a mortgage, would net her approximately 1.8 million

gradually earned from her earnings

soured the

vow repayment, yet now speak of asset

ruse?" The troublemaker chimed in loudly, "Family ties

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

the turmoil, Raegan climbed atop a chair, commanding, "Stop

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

woman pressed, "We demand

the money be 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

resist saying, "See? She's

by a pretty

vanish once she hits the city." The calm was shattered once

hadn't yet presented Brent's promissory

him, "Has Brent indeed borrowed from you?” He asserted confidently, "Certainly." "How much?" Under her