Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 463 "What... What do you mean..." Mitchel, usually so good with words, suddenly found himself stammering at Raegan's revelation.

He was utterly astonished. Had Raegan actually said she liked him for ten whole years? Raegan felt a little embarrassed. She was an introvert and always kept her feelings to herself, especially when it came to matters of heart. If it weren't for Mitchel's selfless rescue and heartfelt confession of his feelings, she would have kept this secret buried inside her.

"I like you..." Raegan glanced down, fiddling with her fingers as she finally let it out. "Mitchel, I've liked you in silence for ten years. You've always been the one in my heart." Everything seemed to freeze at that moment.

To Mitchel, the surrounding noise faded into a distant hum.

Raegan liked him for ten whole years.

Mitchel, momentarily forgetting about his injuries, tried to

sit up quickly but was met with sharp pain. He hissed in pain.

In a panic, Raegan pushed him gently back down, urging, "Stay still! Are you okay? Do we need to get a doctor?" Anxiety and concern were evident on her face, her hand reaching out to press the button and call for the doctor.

Mitchel stopped Raegan by clutching her hand.

"Raegan..." Despite his pain, he didn't pay heed to his injuries. His mind was a whirlwind of shock.

"Was it really me you had liked starting from ten years ago?" He was in disbelief, afraid that he had misheard or he was simply having illusions. "Could you pinch me? Am I dreaming? His excitement was evident, drawing Raegan's hand to his face for a hit to confirm the reality himself. "It's no dream!" he exclaimed.

Raegan was amused by his reaction, beaming. She felt an overwhelming tenderness. Seeing this side of Mitchel,

surprised and bewildered, was a delightful contrast.

gentle and

Raegan's face fell as she recalled the past. "Remember me asking if you'd ever been to Tenassie? "Yeah." Mitchel did recall. It was on their way back from paying

cross there? Raegan confirmed with a nod, "Back then, I was attending middle school in Tenassie. My grandmother had no means of income, and my uncle

earning scholarships. The school recognized my efforts, rewarding me with scholarships for

Friday, on my way back to my grandmother's house, they

memory was vivid in Raegan's mind. She had only one thought

it to the school, and if the school does nothing, I'll take it to the town education bureau. If they don't handle it, I'll escalate it to the county,

because she had no parents to stand up for her. Back then, Raegan just

was well

herself, she resolved to stand up

didn't see it there. Your bag was in the way." That school bag held Raegan's newly received textbooks and a set of practice books from the teacher. Nobody else valued them, but to her, they were invaluable. She remembered precisely

living expenses for a year, a sum

assumed that with

received annually, covering the $72.8 wouldn't be an

was that Raegan's uncle had taken the money her grandmother

been supportive of Raegan. She felt she couldn't ask for more without

feeling guilty for not being able to provide the needed money, fell sick. Even

the new textbooks but didn't make a big deal out of it, instead giving

latter wouldn't have to pinch pennies any longer. She believed she could

of hope seemed to be swept away with the current. What was easily attainable for

thought, Raegan rolled up her trousers, removed her cotton jacket, and stepped into the river to get her school bag

shivers down the spine

settled at the river's bottom. Raegan had to