Can’t Win Me Back

The two figures before Jasper's reddened eyes resembled a matching pair of bride and groom.

This was the first time Jasper had ever seen Alyssa in a wedding dress.

Though he had dreamed of this moment countless times, he never imagined he would see her like this.

Her beauty was stunning, her pale complexion sharply contrasting with Jameson's elegant black attire.

The scene felt hauntingly bleak, poignant, and fragile.

With every step Jasper took toward them, the pain in his heart intensified.

Fresh blood seeped from his wound, leaving a trail in his wake.

At this moment, Alyssa looked like a porcelain doll, meticulously dressed and placed in a glass display for her beloved to admire.

Jasper could see her, but he couldn't touch her.

This should have been a joyous scene, but the atmosphere was cold, cruel, and bizarre.

"Lyse! I'm here!" Jasper's voice cracked as he called out to her, tears blurring his vision.

"Wake up, Lyse! Wake up...

Look at me!" "Shh..." Jameson stood tall and imposing behind Alyssa, shushing Jasper.

He placed one hand on her bare shoulder while raising the other, lifting a finger to his colorless lips.

"Keep your voice down.

My wife is sleeping.

"Jasper, you had Lyse for three whole years.

Did you ever let her experience wearing a wedding gown? Did you ever give her a wedding? She was your wife, but was she ever a bride? "These were moments of bliss she dreamed of.

You couldn't give them to her, but I did." Jameson leaned forward, tracing the outline of Alyssa's sharp jaw with his finger.

with affection as

truly very happy

hasn't yet given all of

on from you

wedding or the chance to be

a moment of bliss she could

He had even...

right to be a

Regrets.

They were all regrets.

one responsible for these regrets was Jasper, the man who claimed

gazed deeply at

she wasn't responding, he was

couldn't hold back any longer and pressed his lips to hers,

as if this was their

blazed

wounded beast, he roared and fired round

was a torment far worse than

merely

his shock, the shed was made of bulletproof

handgun wouldn't

of bullets, Jasper panted as he scrambled to

about to do so, Jameson pulled away

he

firearm won't break this place

stop the nonsense! You're doing this to

go, and

all, I'll comply!" "Jasper, I'm not

see how

he spoke, the goddess statue behind him started moving, revealing a secret passage

attendant emerged, carrying

Jameson

red mahogany box on