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

for violence,”

who refused to vacate the property

found herself face-to- face with the very image of that notorious villager, the one who disrespected her

grandmother's grave?” This very troublemaker’s face remained unrepentant as he scoffed, “What if I

retirement!" Beside

long before, Brent had rolled into town in a lavish car, boasting of fortunes made

villagers to invest, promising returns, and put this

sold the house out, which was

vanished into thin

with accusations, painting Raegan as Brent's

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

Brent was a ghost, and wrath

mediate, to calm the flames of

some villagers, who questioned if their investments would return

officer's face clouded with sorrow as he explained the grim

imprisonment awaited him, and those money was as

in their ability to work, faced the stark reality of being penniless, lacking even for

woman's sorrow erupted, her savings eroded

money, a train of mix -ups occurred as a result of Raegan’s decision

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

her university education,

presented Brent's promissory notes, and Raegan's quick tally estimated a staggering three million

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

expressions spoke

them a nest

tight line as she declared, "Listen up,

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

anyone again.” The villagers, filled with hope,

Raegan faltered momentarily, confessing, "The funds

I must sell my apartment in Ardlens." Her apartment, burdened by

gradually earned from her

soured

now

troublemaker chimed in loudly, "Family

artist, same as Brent.” The crowd's restlessness

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

my word to resolve Brent's debt and I intend to

pressed, "We demand a

assure you, I'll hasten the process.” Privately, she knew the flat’s sale wouldn't be swift, and a

salary would have to suffice for the incremental

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

be fooled by a pretty

calm was shattered once

this troublemaker hadn't yet presented Brent's promissory

borrowed from you?” He asserted confidently, "Certainly." "How much?" Under her scrutiny,