Can’t Win Me Back

With a soft click, Remy opened a hidden compartment in the necklace.

In it was a black-colored pill.

He took it out, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

Alyssa's voice in his head gradually faded away.

For over a year, he hadn't needed any medication to ease his headaches.

He thought he'd never have to take it again.

Meanwhile, Jameson clutched a medical report in his study room.

His handsome face was ashen, his sharp eyes bloodshot.

"Mr. Schmidt, your current health isn't looking good," his private physician hesitated, standing by his side.

"The medical facilities on this island are limited.

They might not be enough if your condition suddenly worsens.

to a proper hospital soon, within

there might help ease your condition." Jameson's pale, chapped lips uttered, ''Can vigorous treatment cure

I don't have long to

fear of death formed an invisible net around him, trapping him

"Don't be so pessimistic.

tell me—how much longer do I have?"

closed his

taking

only masked your

even damaged your organs," the doctor

a slow poison, highly addictive, creating

Jameson lowered his gaze, crumpling the report into a ball, squeezing it tightly as

like this?" He slowly lifted his eyes toward

black rose he had nurtured so carefully for Alyssa reflected a dim,

I gained came at

fame and admiration I've enjoyed these past ten years were bought with my life." When Justin helped him, he saw it as

had sold his

"T've never feared death.

Thoughts of Alyssa filled his mind, and he broke down, tears streaming as his heart shattered