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.

officer present at the scene stepped in and attempted

find a peaceful

no need for violence,” he

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

gaze lifted, and she found herself face-to- face with the very image of that notorious villager, the one who

“What

was our life's savings for retirement!" Beside Raegan, a young police officer filled her

rolled into town in a lavish car, boasting of fortunes

the villagers to invest, promising returns, and

folks, he had already sold the house out,

vanished into

Raegan as Brent's accomplice in the

the money was given willingly to Brent, the police officer admitted the

a ghost, and

to mediate, to calm the flames of blame directed at

if

as he explained the grim possibilities, "If Brent had funds to return, there

him, and those money was as

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

eroded in her tears on

of mix -ups occurred as

"How much did Brent

for her job at Ardlens and her university

quick tally estimated a staggering three million dollars lost by over twenty

a young age to pursue her education, Raegan

simple attire and sincere expressions spoke volumes of their lifelong

of labor had yielded them a nest

formed a tight line as

stand by since I have no part in his dealings all the time.” The young police officer offered reassurance, "Fear not, Brent's

The villagers, filled with hope, said in unison,

momentarily, confessing, "The

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

surplus would need to be gradually earned from

soured the crowd's

now

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

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

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

your 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

woman pressed,

yet I assure you, I'll hasten the process.” Privately, she knew the

salary would have to

troublemaker couldn't resist saying,

fooled by a pretty

the city." The calm was shattered once again by

realized this troublemaker hadn't

indeed borrowed from you?” He asserted confidently, "Certainly." "How much?"