Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 80

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At the Tenassie funeral home there was a rule that the deceased had to be cremated before the memorial ceremony began.

As Raegan waited, her reluctance to say goodbye to her grandmother held her heart as if to etch her grandmother's face indelibly in her mind's eye.

As his beloved grandmother's body was quietly lowered into the crematorium, the heavy iron door closed.

Reality hit her hard. She would never be able to see the smiling face of her grandmother again, the person who loved her most in the world.

Her trembling hand reached out and caressed the iron door as she sobbed.

«Grandma, have a happy life. Don't forget me..."

However, the only thing that reached his ears was the echo that reverberated off the solid metal.

An hour passed and the iron door opened again.

The clerk returned with the urn containing her grandmother's ashes and handed it to Raegan. With a heavy heart, he took the urn to the church.

In that solemn room, Raegan placed the urn on the altar.

Standing in front of his grandmother's portrait, he remained in silent reverence, his posture unwavering.

Kendra's well-intentioned offer of food fell on deaf ears, as Raegan could only take a sip of water in the midst of her overwhelming grief.

Kendra's sympathy led her to remain next to Raegan in silence, providing her with a little comfort in that sea of ​​pain.

As evening fell, a figure entered the church.

Luciana, after a long and harrowing journey, had arrived, and her initial shock gave way to harsh reality when she saw Raegan, wrapped in black and immersed in pain.

In just two days, Raegan had lost some weight and her features were marked by fatigue and anguish.

Luciana longed to offer words of comfort after her visit to the deceased, but she struggled to find a way to comfort Raegan.

Finally, he broke the silence with a deep voice.

"Raegan, I'm so sorry for your loss."

She felt frustrated and angry with Mitchel for his absence during these difficult times. Questions loomed over their future together. Did the future hold anything promising for the two of them?

Fortunately, Raegan did not reject Luciana's presence. Although he remained silent, he did not dismiss Luciana.

The next day two uninvited visitors arrived.

Kenya and Tessa arrive at the church.

Tessa, unaware of Raegan's grandmother's death until yesterday, felt her legs weaken at the shocking news.

She was not afraid of being blamed for the old woman's death.

Rather, it was because Hector had promised to teach him a good lesson. It was hard to see how Mitchel would punish her now that Raegan's grandmother had passed away.

Tessa, fearful of the repercussions of her actions, was no longer reluctant to leave the country. Now he wanted to escape as soon as possible.

He informed Kenya of what happened, and Kenya got nervous too. Kenya didn't expect Tessa to cause such a big problem.

It was not an effective method to hide abroad. Tessa would be located by Mitchel wherever she went if he intended to punish her.

After some thought, they decided that begging Kyler for help made the most sense, given the intertwined ties between the Murray and Dixon families.

Given that, he guessed that this matter might end soon.

After all, Raegan's grandmother had succumbed to the disease, not at Tessa's hands.

Resolved in their decision, they materialized together in the church.

“Luciana,” Kenya said, trying to curry favor with Luciana.

Luciana frowned.

«Why are you here?

Kenya smiled, but quickly realized it was too much. He commented: "I have come with Tessa to pay tribute to the deceased."

Luciana's face showed an unmistakable trace of perplexity, unaware that the events at the nursing home were related to Tessa.

Raegan stood silently. Hoarsely, Raegan, seeing Tessa and Kenya, bellowed, “Get out of here!”

Such an intrusion seemed unbearable to him. It was a disturbance to the sanctity of his grandmother's farewell.

Tessa supposed she had degraded herself in this act of sympathy, only to be treated with contempt. She felt humiliated and ashamed.

With a hint of feigned grief, Tessa replied, “Raegan, upon hearing of your grandmother's passing, I hastened to pay my respects to you. The previous meeting was a serious misunderstanding. How could I have foreseen the madness of those women?

Kenya chimed in: "In fact, as soon as I found out about the situation, I reprimanded Tessa. "He has a penchant for meddling in people's affairs, although, in truth, he played no role in that sordid affair."

With an envelope of money extended as a conciliatory gesture, Kenya uttered, “Raegan, please accept this. It's a reward for Tessa's bad behavior. I implored him to bow down and apologize to your grandmother.

Raegan's response was swift and relentless, throwing the envelope into Kenya's face, her voice thick with anguish as she screamed, “Fuck you!

Are you deaf or what? Get out of my sight.

The envelope burst open, scattering the money on the floor, and the sharp edges scratched Kenya and Tessa's cheeks. The evil and shamelessness of Kenya and Tessa were parallel to those photoshopped photos prepared to slander Raegan the other day.

Deep down, they felt no responsibility for their hurtful words, but resorted to a fake apology as a smokescreen.

The mastermind behind the conspiracy, Tessa, seemed adept at evading blame.

Because?

Tessa, frightened at first, could not contain her scream, but quickly regained her composure and responded with a curse: “Don't be so shameless! The death of that elderly woman was due to her fragile condition. What relationship does it have with me?

Besides, your grandmother was already over eighty years old. Isn't it natural for the elderly to die at that age? He had been languishing in the residence for a long time. Could you afford to continue treating her? To some extent, you should be grateful to me. How could you treat me like that?

“Shut the fuck up!” Luciana was about to slap Tessa, but Raegan acted quickly. Raegan lunged forward, fingers wrapping around Tessa's throat in a grip like that of an angry beast.

His slender fingers paled, and the blue veins in his hands bulged as a torrent of pain, anger, and suppressed hatred gushed forth.

Because? Why did he have to endure such a fate?

His grandmother had led an honest and diligent life. Despite her early widowhood and the loss of her son, she never complained about the injustice of life. She maintained a positive attitude and did her best to raise Raegan.

Even in his final moments, he did not hold a grudge, but instead expressed his trust in Raegan and his pain for her…

Why did such a loving and kind soul have to go through this misfortune?

Why, in her final moments, did she have to witness these evil individuals slander and besmirch her granddaughter's character?

Because? It wasn't fair.

Why did her dead grandmother have to suffer such indignity?

How could the instigator behave so recklessly, as if nothing had happened? As a victim of injustice, why should she bear the blame for her grandmother's death?

With immense force, Raegan cleared her throat: Who gave you the right to speak those words? As a murderer, you have no right to speak like that.

Under Raegan's relentless grip, Tessa's pallor turned purple and her eyes widened in fear. Tessa fought back violently, but her hands eventually fell limp at her sides.

Kenya whimpered, pulling at Raegan's hand, screaming, “Help! "Someone help me, please."

But at that moment, Raegan's fingers seemed glued to Tessa's neck, impervious to any tug.

Kenya, petrified, collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

«Ah... Someone is killing my daughter... This deranged woman is killing my girl...».

Just as the situation reached its breaking point, someone intervened, stopping Raegan's actions and breaking the impasse.

«Raegan! Are you trying to kill her? Mitchel yelled furiously.

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