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.

you just use your fingerprint

on something I shouldn’t see.” Christine sauntered

hips swaying, kicked off her heels, and slipped into

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“Why the long

the snake at its head today.” I

sinking back into the couch, laughing at myself. “It turned out that

startled the snake instead.”

the poet today.” Christine unscrewed the

a smirk, “Too bad I’m lost. Can you

mother, Teresa, woke up today.” I sighed, “I had the evidence

behind Bryant’s mother’s death and was

shipped off.”

the whole story with Christine in

the little bitch stays, and now,

and sipped her juice. “But Bryant

curious.

has he ever

a rant about Margaret’s family tree by then.

she was oddly

stood up to look at her and saw her eyes were