Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

The day before the surgery, Luis visited Raegan.

Despite the gravity of the situation, Luis maintained his usual amiable and charming demeanor, concealing his deep concerns for Mitchel’s condition.

Knowing Raegan had been resting, Luis kept the conversation light, as Raegan seemed more withdrawn following the recent ordeals.

Luis’ visit was brief, but before he left, he assured her, ““Raegan, I will definitely save Mitchel.

He’ll be back to his old self soon.

”

Raegan responded with a soft, grateful voice, “Thank you, Luis.

Thank you for everything you’re doing for him.

”

That night, Raegan went to Mitchel’s ward.

Previously, she had only glimpsed the scene from her wheelchair.

This time, observing through the glass window, she could clearly see Mitchel lying on the hospital bed.

The days of coma had taken their toll.

Mitchel appeared noticeably thinner, his cheeks hollowed, giving him a gaunt, skeletal appearance.

His body was connected to numerous tubes and machines, indicating he was still not out of danger, and these life-supporting devices were essential for his survival.

Raegan gazed through the glass, watching Mitchel silently for a long time.

Despite his weakened state, his features retained a striking handsomeness.

After a while, Raegan finally and firmly made a decision.

Knowing Mitchel’s surgery would be operated tomorrow, she decided not to be in the hospital with him, afraid she would bring him bad luck just as the insane Katie had yelled repeatedly.

Actually, Raegan had a tough time for the last half month.

Precisely speaking, she had been disheartened the moment the elevator doors of the wedding venue opened and the assassin fired.

Before the elevator doors opened, Raegan could dismiss Katie’s harsh comments, dreaming of a blissful future with Mitchel and their children.

She had thought over if Mitchel’s condition proved terminal.

She envisioned accompanying him till the very end with their children, ensuring that his remaining time was devoid of any regrets.

Sticking together as a family was a bond, and even if one had to go first, having spent days together cheerfully meant they’d meet again in the afterlife.

Despite her sorrow of the prospect of losing Mitchel, he had taken the bullet for her from the assassin.

Raegan grasped the only thing she could do was to be there for him, offering solace.

She believed the hardest times were over and that brighter days awaited.

However, everything changed when the elevator doors opened.

Katie’s spiteful comments seemed to be horrifyingly true.

Raegan recalled her previous days with Mitchel, where trouble seemingly never left them.

Mitchel got stabbed, fell off cliffs, and spent days on a ship, diving into the water repeatedly just to find her.

Toxins, explosives, and now a gunshot wound… One disaster followed another as if destiny wouldn’t stop until it took his life.

During the past two weeks in the hospital, Raegan even started to wonder if she carried some kind of curse that doomed Mitchel to endless suffering.

Hearing repeatedly the grim updates on his critical condition and the ineffective treatments, Raegan felt as though a massive weight pressed on her chest, unyielding.

She felt trapped, with no other option.

She dread herself really being a curse to Mitchel’s well- being.

Leaving seemed like the best choice.

Deep down, she knew she still loved Mitchel.

Yet, she couldn’t let her love destroy him.

Standing before the glass, Raegan experienced the swift passage of time as she gazed at Mitchel.

She did not want to say goodbye to him at all.

Yet, her being here seemed not only futile but potentially brought more harm to him.

With this thought, her heart felt as though it were being torn apart, the pain so sharp that she struggled to breathe.

“Miss Foster…” Matteo’s surprised voice came.

Raegan quickly turned away, wiping her tears before facing Matteo again and saying, “Matteo.

”