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.

voice, gentle and sweet, carried

exactly? 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 respects to her

a nod, "Back then, I was attending middle school in Tenassie. My grandmother had no means of income, and my uncle wasn't dependable. To ease

scholarships. The school recognized my efforts, rewarding me with scholarships for three years and

fellows. One Friday, on my

Raegan's mind. She had only one thought at that moment. Showing weakness would

report 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

weak. They saw Raegan as an easy mark because she had no parents to stand up for her. Back then, Raegan just had a

well

on anyone but herself, she resolved

"Oops, didn't see it there. Your bag was in the way." That school bag held Raegan's newly received

was equivalent to her family's living expenses for a year, a sum beyond

assumed that with the scholarship

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

that Raegan's uncle had taken the money

supportive of Raegan. She felt she couldn't ask

being able to provide the needed money, fell sick. Even while feeling sick, her grandmother would collect empty plastic bottles to sell,

but didn't make a big deal out of it, instead giving her the practice books left over from other students. The practice books were practically

grandmother so the latter wouldn't have to pinch pennies any longer.

away with the current. What was easily attainable for some was a significant obstacle

her cotton jacket,

shivers down the

school bag, weighed down, had settled at the river's bottom. Raegan had to search blindly, bit