Can’t Win Me Back

Jameson's expression gradually hardened, the warmth of the orange sunset in the rose garden unable to pierce the chill that now surrounded him.

Alyssa, her lashes dampened by tears, glanced at the pebble at her feet before turning to Remy.

He observed Alyssa's reddened, swollen eyes with a detached expression and took a loud, deliberate bite from his apple.

Suddenly, a powerful urge surged within her.

She trembled, gathering every ounce of strength to push herself upright, intending to walk toward Remy.

With a loud crash, her wheelchair toppled over, sending her sprawling onto the soil.

"Lyse! Are you okay?" Jameson panicked, reaching out to lift her, but she shoved him away and screamed, "I don't need your help.

I can manage on my own!" Gritting her teeth, Alyssa dug her hands into the earth, struggling to her feet.

Though disheveled, she stood with fierce determination.

Jameson watched in disbelief.

He had injected her with a tranquilizer last night.

Even though it was now the next day, it should have kept her paralyzed.

Logically, she shouldn't have been able to move.

her weakened body extraordinary willpower, allowing her to

gaze deepening as he watched Alyssa rise from

fleeting moment, a flicker of something stirred within his

at Remy, her eyes

she was sure

didn't like the sea, and apples

you doing

Alyssa's surging

at Remy with icy

by," Remy replied, shifting his gaze

place is lovely,

dull." Jameson's face fell.

by that?" "It's

willing to

ask me, this rose garden might as well be a field of weeds."

not sweet enough yet." Jameson's eyes

his hands into

"Mr.

a

being all so chatty?" Remy

rarely smiled because it

"That's true, typically.

see someone I despise, I can't help but speak my mind."