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.

affection as he

truly very

Lyse hasn't yet given all of her heart to

believe she will eventually move on from you and fall in love

a grand wedding or the chance

a moment of

He had even...

of her right to be

Regrets.

They were all regrets.

these regrets was Jasper,

gazed deeply at

responding,

back any longer and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her

was as if this was their last

blazed red

fired round after round at the glass

a torment far

the bullets merely bounced

shock, the shed was made of

handgun wouldn't break

of bullets, Jasper panted as

to do so, Jameson

frigid voice, he

firearm won't break this place down." Jasper's tall frame

this to take revenge on me!

and

for all, I'll

told you, I want to see how deep your love for

he spoke, the goddess statue behind

attendant emerged, carrying a

approached Jameson

could see a red mahogany