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Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Mitchel, You Don't Deserve It Mitchel's towering frame suddenly faltered.

The notion that Raegan, ever so docile like a delicate white rabbit, could utter
words that crushed his soul was beyond his

imagination.

The light in Mitchel's eyes dimmed as he asked, his voice laden with sorrow, "Do
you hate me that much?" Raegan's face was a

mask of apathy.

"During my abduction, I hated you deeply.

All I could think was that if you hadn't left me in that hospital parking lot, perhaps I
wouldn't have been kidnapped.

But there's no use in “ifs.’ I realize that given another chance, you'd still prioritize
saving Lauren..." "That's not true," Mitchel

protested.

A sharp pang gripped his heart, and his throat seemed laced with broken glass,
leaving a metallic taste in his mouth.

He reached out to caress Raegan's forehead, but she deftly avoided his touch.
She shook her head, her tone laced with self-derision.

"Don't fool yourself.

You can't let go of her." Mitchel's voice, raw and strained, tried to explain,
"Raegan, you've got it all wrong.

I truly intended to send Lauren away, but I had promised to escort her abroad
until her surgery was done, and then we would..."

"Mitchel!" Raegan cut him off sharply, pain etched in her voice.

"You made promises to me, too! You had me believe we'd return home together.
What became of that promise?” Feeling as if a massive weight compressed his
chest, Mitchel tried to speak, but words failed

him, his voice lost.

"Have you ever imagined what it feels like to have your skull shattered against a
wall, your insides crushed?" Mitchel's voice

quivered, his pale face visibly shaken.

"Stop...

Don't say any more...” But Raegan seemed lost in her torment, gesturing toward
the bandage on her head, her lips quivering as

she relived the terror.

"They bashed my head against the wall, trampled over me.

I felt my body breaking apart and felt my unborn child slipping away.

At that moment, my hatred for you was all-consuming.

It was you who made me believe in you.

But yet again, you abandoned me." As Raegan recounted the horror, the despair
engulfed her again.

Enduring the loss of her child was like enduring ceaseless torment. The anguish
in her heart was akin to salt in an open wound, her body shaking uncontrollably.
Each word from Raegan struck Mitchel as if he were experiencing the pain
firsthand. When she spoke of "believe in you", those words pierced Mitchel's
heart like icy daggers, bringing him unbearable agony. It was his own actions that
had shattered her trust... The torment was evident on Mitchel's face, but to
Raegan, it seemed insignificant compared to her own ordeal. She continued, her
gaze fixed on him, "That day, I wanted to trust you once more. But that stupid
thought cost me my child and threw me into hell. You taught me that while one
may have dreams, delusions are dangerous.” Her belief in his promise to return
home together had exacted a horrific toll. Mitchel's strength ebbed away, his
once erect stance collapsing. His dark eyes brimmed with an agony beyond
words. "I'm sorry, Raegan... I'm so sorry...” He knew his endless apologies could
never mend the hurt he caused Raegan, yet sorry was all he could muster.

Had he foreseen such a tragic outcome, he would have never left her side,
regardless of the circumstances. "It's not necessary," Raegan coldly dismissed
his late apology, finding it more repulsive than any insincere affection. "Now, I
can't even muster hatred for you. If you bear any guilt, let's divorce. From then
on, we're nothing but strangers,” she stated, her voice devoid of any emotional
undertone. Her indifference was so profound, it seemed devoid of love or hate.
A sudden panic gripped Mitchel, his heart lurching.

She wouldn't even harbor hatred toward him? Was she really intent on treating
him like a stranger? No! It shouldn't be this way.

She had feelings for him.

Nicole had confirmed it.

Desperate, he grasped her arms, pleading, "Raegan, you care for me.

Nicole said you once did.

Please, don't abandon our relationship so easily.” Raegan gazed at his haggard
but still charming face, managing a weak smile.

"Once, I foolishly cared for you, only to realize my mistake.

I shouldn't have fought with Lauren for your affection.

My punishment came swiftly.

Losing my grandmother, then my baby.

If this continues, I'll lose my life next!" Her words struck Mitchel hke a heavy blow,
his body reeling with pain. Ignoring her resistance, he enveloped her in a tight
embrace, his voice rough with emotion. "My feelings for Lauren are mere
responsibility, nothing romantic.

You're the one I can't lose!" But his remorse was too late. Raegan's heart had
turned icy, beyond thawing. She couldn't fight him off, so she demanded angrily,
"Let me gol" "No! I won't release you!" Mitchel declared, his voice shaking.
Letting Raegan go meant possibly losing her forever. "It's all my fault. If you want
a child, we'll have another, as many as you wish.

I'll take care of you all." Bowing her head, Raegan sank her teeth into his arm
with a fierce tremor.

The audacity of his mentioning having another baby left her in disbelief.

With the metallic taste of blood in her mouth, she bit down harder, holding on
until exhaustion overtook her determination, and

finally, she released her bite.

Mitchel's shirt, once white, now bore the stark stain of blood, yet he seemed
oblivious, his embrace unwavering.

In Raegan's eyes, a storm of resentment brewed.

"Mitchel, do you even deserve this?" she challenged.

Hatred laced every word she uttered.

Her accusations struck Mitchel, not with the sting of hatred, but with a deep ache
for her suffering.

In a voice heavy with sorrow, he declared, “Raegan, do what you will, but leaving
me is not an option.” The mere thought of her

absence constricted his heart like an unseen force, stealing his breath.

He resolved not to release her, ready to stoop to any low to keep her close.
Raegan, drained, didn't bother to use another bite to break free from his
embrace.

She merely gazed blankly at his shoulder and firmly stated, "Mitchel, a divorce is
inevitable.” "No! We won't!” Mitchel retorted, his

response instinctive, without a hint of doubt.

His embrace softened as she leaned against him.

Believing she had conceded, he whispered, “Raegan, please, stay by my side.
You can do anything.

Just don't leave..." Raegan remained silent, yet Mitchel's heart soared in hope,
convinced time would sway her.

He couldn't let go of Raegan.

Never in this lifetime.

With this thought in mind, he tightened his hold, only to feel dampness seep
through his shirt, tainted with the sharp smell of rust.

Releasing her, he was confronted by his once white shirt, now marred with the
red of Raegan’s reopened wound.

Time seemed to freeze.

His mind blanked, emptied of thought.

The next instant, panic overtook him.

"Doctor!" he cried, frantically pressing the call button, his voice edged with a loss
of control.

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