Love Unbreakable

This porridge was tailored to aid Mitchel's recovery. It had taken her some time to make it, which explained her late arrival at the hospital.

She offered the bowl to Mitchel, suggesting, "Try some porridge."

But Mitchel, wearing a frosty look, remained silent. He feigned interest in a financial magazine instead.

Raegan held out the bowl patiently, but Mitchel showed no intention of accepting it.

Feeling slightly awkward, she set the bowl on the bedside table.

A gloomy air filled the room.

Confused by Mitchel's coldness, Raegan simply sat down and began messaging Nicole.

Raegan texting so nonchalantly,

his anger,

a move to rise, his chest wound protesting the motion with a tight pull, casting a shadow over his

instinctively reached

hand came down

loaded with aversion

red, her

had hurled insults at her, calling her derogatory names, yet none of that compared to the sorrow she felt

see her was obvious, yet he didn't make it known to Luciana. Had he done

much, I'll