Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

No wonder Mitchel's greeting was so calm earlier. He couldn't have been
unaware of it, and perhaps, even played a role in it.

At a loss for words, Raegan’s concern was evident.

“Henley, I'm sorry.”

“It's nothing,” he replied, the smile never leaving his face.

“I may return to Swynborough. My family’s business is there, beyond others
“reach.”

Henley’s feigned serenity masked emotions Raegan couldn't decipher.

She felt a deep sorrow and repeated her apology.

Henleys smile softened.

“Don't blame yourself. Think of it as me going back to claim my inheritance. Does
that ease your mind?”

Raegan mused that Henley should have claimed his inheritance earlier, not
under duress.

“Raegan, would you like to go with me?” Henley inquired suddenly.

“Me?” Raegan said, taken aback.

While her original intention was to further study in Swynborough, it felt unusual to
travel alongside Henley. They were nothing more than friends and classmates,
after all.

“Why?” she inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Henley harbored his own rationale. His father’s company overseas was soon to
be his responsibility, and he considered it opportune to take Raegan with him
before leaving this city.

In the realm of looks, Henley differed markedly from Mitchel. Each had their
distinct appeals, defying direct comparison.

Status-wise, Mitchel might not be a match for him abroad.

Winning over a woman should be within his grasp, he surmised.

Yet, a reluctant acknowledgment gnawed at him. He found himself increasingly
invested in Raegan, a realization that soured his mood.

To him, women held little value, a sentiment rooted in the disdain for his mother.
His mother had given birth to him, only to neglect and mistreat him as if he were
a mere plaything.

So, when she Lay dying from her excesses, he shed no tears, nor did he
summon help.

Instead, he observed, impassive, as she struggled through her final moments.
Masking his inner turmoil, Henley offered a justification, “I sense you're not
content at home.”