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.”

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

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

make a woman’s

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the medicine?” I

the sofa,” his voice was

up the bag from the sofa and returned, he was

the bed, his gaze following my

everything there,

as if everything

would help him.

you waiting for Margaret to play

your father.’ I added

“Jane, Jane, what use is your brain anyway? Is your

add a few

no stranger to his sarcasm and didn’t bother to argue,

your shirt.”

I could only carefully treat his wound. He taught

change the dressing but not

on his forehead.

the wound, I couldn’t help

you care?” he asked, his eyes gloomy as midnight, attempting to

soul, seemingly