Chapter seventy-seven: Thank you for the broken heart

~~~Everything I know about love, I learned from you. And everything I know about pain, I learned from you. You showed me lonely, you took me in when I was hurt. But the most important thing you gave me was the one that hurt the most, so thank you for the broken heart. 'Cause if it wasn't for you, I might forget how it feels to get a brand new start~~~

-J Rice-

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SAMANTHA'S POV:

"Hey, what happened to the faucet?"

"Huh?"

I was shocked to see Luke running in my direction. He took the towel from my hand which I was using to stop the water. I didn't know I was staring at him if he hadn't waved his hand in front of me.

"Ohh... I don't- I don't know. I just turned it open earlier and the handle was broken and when I tried to fix it, I accidentally pulled the whole thing off the wall."

"Okay, but how did you do that? I mean, how did you pull this off the wall or even the break the handle? Are you superwoman?"