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.”

moment, I wanted to kick myself.

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

sorry for a man would make a woman’s life a

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medicine?” I

his

bag from the sofa and

gaze following my every

everything there,

as if everything was

would help him.

looked at him, puzzled. “Were you waiting for

Margaret’s with your father.’ I added silently

is your brain anyway? Is

a few inches to your

stranger to his sarcasm and didn’t bother to argue, stating, “Take

your shirt.”

only carefully treat his

change the dressing but not utter unnecessary words. But

on his forehead.

the wound, I couldn’t help but ask, “Does it hurt

his eyes gloomy as midnight,

soul, seemingly