When Love Breaks by Jack

“I know how to change bandages, and I’ve also got medicine.” Bryant stood

up and walked over, each step pressing down on my heart like a weight. “I’ll

teach you how to change it.”

“Well, you might as well do it yourself.” With that, I turned to leave.

“Jane.” He suddenly grasped mine, his voice gravelly with emotion, “It hurts.”

Those two words alone were enough to shatter my defenses. After all, it was

a gunshot wound. I couldn’t take it lightly.

I eyed him suspiciously. “Bryant, when did I ever miss that you’re such a

drama king?”

He looked down casually. “So, are you falling for this act?”

“No.” I dropped the word and turned to leave, only for him to pull me back

forcefully. He lowered his proud head for the first time, his voice softening, “It

hurts.”

that moment, I wanted to kick myself. ‘Jane, you’re such

his wound, I couldn’t bring myself to be harsh.

for a man would make a

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the medicine?” I

his voice

up the bag from the sofa and returned,

his gaze following my

bag, I found everything there, including

was as if everything

would help him.

him, puzzled. “Were you waiting for Margaret

your father.’

frowned. “Jane, Jane, what use is your

to add a few inches to your

no stranger to his sarcasm and didn’t bother

your shirt.”

carefully treat his

but not utter unnecessary words. But sweat

on his forehead.

help but

he asked, his eyes gloomy as midnight, attempting

my soul,