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

a peaceful

need for violence,”

these troublemakers who refused to vacate the property she

the very image

remained unrepentant as he scoffed, “What if I did? Would you have bothered to return otherwise? You little bitch,

savings for retirement!" Beside Raegan, a young police

too long before, Brent had rolled into town in a lavish car,

had persuaded the villagers to invest, promising returns,

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

had vanished into

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

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

a ghost, and wrath

calm the flames of blame directed at Raegan, stressing Raegan's

reigned among some villagers, who questioned if their investments would

with sorrow as he explained the

was as

the stark reality of

eroded

of mix -ups occurred as a result of Raegan’s

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

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

notes, and Raegan's quick tally estimated

pursue her education, Raegan didn't know

and sincere expressions spoke volumes

a nest egg, now

a tight line as she declared, "Listen up,

again, I'll just stand by since I have no part in his dealings all the time.” The young police officer offered reassurance, "Fear not, Brent's misdeed has been spotlighted and circulated in

fool anyone again.” The villagers, filled with hope,

Raegan faltered momentarily, confessing, "The funds aren't on hand at

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

need to be gradually earned from her earnings over

soured the crowd's

now speak of asset

The troublemaker chimed in

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

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

Brent's debt and I intend to keep it." Raegan's striking presence, at odds

pressed,

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

would have to suffice for the incremental

resist saying, "See? She's

by

once she hits the city." The calm was shattered once again by the

however, realized this troublemaker hadn't

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