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

were truly very happy last

hasn't yet given all

with time, I believe she will eventually move on from you and fall in

given Alyssa a grand wedding

her a moment of bliss she could remember for

He had even...

her of her right

Regrets.

They were all regrets.

the one responsible for these regrets was Jasper, the man

deeply

she wasn't responding, he was

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

if this was their last

eyes blazed

fired round after round at the glass

torment far worse than being torn apart

bullets merely bounced off

shed was made

handgun wouldn't

Jasper panted as

he was about to do so, Jameson pulled away from Alyssa's

voice, he said, "Don't waste your

place down."

to take revenge on

and I'll

settle this with me once and for all,

see how

me." As he spoke, the goddess statue behind him

female attendant emerged,

approached Jameson with

a red mahogany box on the