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.

allowing her to overcome the drug's effects in

as he watched Alyssa rise

a flicker of something

at Remy, her eyes

she was sure

didn't like the sea, and apples were

you doing here?" Jameson

could feel Alyssa's surging

Remy with

was taking a walk and happened to pass by," Remy replied, shifting his gaze away from Alyssa's pale face, surveying the

lovely, but it

dull." Jameson's face fell.

mean by that?"

willing to

be a field of

enough yet." Jameson's eyes reddened with

clenched his hands into

"Mr.

obeys Sir's commands to a tee? You wouldn't

today, being all so chatty?" Remy

smiled because

"That's true, typically.

someone I despise, I can't help but speak my