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.

gaze was filled with affection as he studied her exquisite

very

yet given all of her heart to

believe she will eventually move on from you and fall in love with me."

given Alyssa a grand wedding or the chance to

moment of

He had even...

her right to be a

Regrets.

They were all regrets.

the one responsible for these regrets was

deeply at

she wasn't responding,

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

this was their

blazed red

beast, he roared and fired round after round at the glass

Jameson kiss Alyssa was a torment far worse than being torn apart or devoured

merely

the shed was

handgun wouldn't break

panted as he

was about to do so, Jameson

a frigid voice, he said, "Don't waste

firearm won't break this place down."

doing this to take revenge on me! Lyse is

go, and I'll

you want to settle this with me once and for all,

I want to see how deep your love for Alyssa

goddess statue behind him

attendant emerged,

Jameson with

a red