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...

in her wrists, and her world

she regained consciousness, Remy had pinned her

She couldn't move.

to get yourself killed?" Remy's jaw clenched, and he glared down at her with bloodshot eyes

did you go through?" Staring up at

was an overwhelming heartache that spread through her trembling

you have such a severe wound? Was it because

Did it hurt? The gentle question struck a chord

pain made his eyes go

unreachable corners of his mind, he

echoed faintly, almost unreal,

at the absent-minded Remy, Alyssa wept softly,

about to caress his well-sculpted face when he let go of her without

Jameson won't be able to save you." Remy left her there with

his room

leaned heavily against it, his back pressing hard

if to clear it, but Alyssa's voice calling

"Tam on my own.

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