Can’t Win Me Back

Due to Alyssa's ambush, Remy was caught off guard.

His collar was ripped apart, revealing his broad, muscular shoulder.

A birthmark! Damien had a light pink birthmark, about the size of a quarter, on the back of his left shoulder.

But just as a spark of hope ignited in Alyssa's eyes, it was quickly extinguished.

Remy had no birthmark on his left shoulder.

Instead, through her tear-blurred vision, she saw a long, terrifying scar as wide as two fingers.

The scar snaked down from his shoulder like a cruel serpent.

As a surgeon who had served on battlefield rescue missions with Doctors Without Borders, the sight of such a severe scar made her blood run cold.

With one look, she knew this wasn't just any ordinary knife wound.

It looked more like a wound from an explosion, with skin stitched back together after devastating injuries.

Could it be...

pain in her wrists, and

she regained consciousness, Remy had pinned her to the couch, her wrists

She couldn't move.

Remy's jaw clenched, and he glared down at her with bloodshot eyes filled with a fury so

go through?" Staring up at him, Alyssa no longer felt any

overwhelming heartache

a severe wound? Was it because of the plane

hurt?" Did it hurt? The gentle question struck a chord with

his eyes go

unreachable corners of his

faintly, almost unreal, before fading

at the absent-minded Remy, Alyssa wept softly, her tears falling

well-sculpted face when he let go of her without warning

Remy left her there

to his room and slammed the

it, his

it, but Alyssa's voice calling out to "Damien"

"Tam on my own.

no parents, siblings, or