When Love Breaks by Jack

I couldn’t quite figure out if Bryant was despicable or just pitiful. “So, you’re

worried that the truth about his mother’s death might set him off again?”

“Yeah.” Gary nodded, “The psychiatrist suggested we take it slow and wait

until Mr. Bryant’s feeling a bit better.”

“Okay.” My response was flat, devoid of any emotion.

I’d rather not deal with the Ferguson family’s drama anymore if it weren’t for

Timothy’s dying wish. But then, getting home and thinking about Bryant’s

plight stirred a faint sense of pity in me. That quickly evaporated, however, the

moment I remembered how he yelled at me in the hospital room. That scant

pity vanished without a trace.

I suddenly found myself loathing my inability to be more decisive, hating that I

couldn’t plan things better.

While I was lying on the couch, zoning out in sheer boredom, Christine

suddenly popped by.

“Why didn’t you just use your fingerprint to

want to walk in on something I

heels, and

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“Why the

at its head today.” I tossed her

the couch, laughing at

startled the snake instead.”

Christine unscrewed the bottle, moving

smirk, “Too bad I’m lost. Can

mother, Teresa, woke up today.” I sighed, “I

mother’s death and was ready to

shipped off.”

alas, no dice.” I shared the whole story

the little bitch stays, and now,

sipped her juice. “But Bryant not trusting you?

was curious. “Why

has he ever

she’d have gone on a rant about Margaret’s family tree by then.

was oddly

at her and saw her eyes were all red. “What’s up?