When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 12

The one who owed an explanation was Bryant, and he knew it.

He broke away from Margaret and strode over to me, his voice a stark contrast to the sternness from moments ago, gentle yet absentminded. “Did you hear that?”

“Yeah.” I didn’t hide it.

Yet, he didn’t say much, taking a coat from the servant to drape over my shoulders and pulling me close as we headed inside. His demeanor was relaxed. “It’s chilly out. Let’s go in.”

He acted like what I had just overheard was only an everyday chat.

“Bry.” Margaret’s insistent voice echoed again and again, “Bry!”

Bryant acted as if he hadn’t heard.

He seemed somewhat distracted for the rest of the evening, checking his phone frequently.

as nine o’clock rolled around, Timothy’s usual bedtime, we were

us to the yard. “Be good to Jane. Don’t think you can push

a lump form

won’t let anyone hurt

me. I’ll take care of it.” Timothy

will

home, I sat in the

me. My body was tired, but my

any longer, my voice still calm. “What exactly is the relationship between

his first love, or the one he loved but

replying calmly, “Margaret and

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my lip, feeling as if my throat was blocked by a sponge soaked in water, struggling to find my voice. “Was it during your college

of RiverCity University, my senior. With his handsome looks and

always full of love letters from admirers. But before I could confess my crush on