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.

was filled with affection as he studied

very happy

yet given all of her heart to

on from you and fall in love with me." Jameson's

Alyssa a grand wedding or the chance

of bliss

He had even...

of her right to

Regrets.

They were all regrets.

was Jasper, the man

deeply

she wasn't responding, he was

any longer and pressed his lips

if this was

blazed

and fired round

was a torment far worse than

merely bounced off the

the shed was made

simple handgun wouldn't break

bullets, Jasper panted as

he was about to do so,

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

firearm won't break this place down."

the nonsense! You're doing this to take revenge

and I'll

want to settle this with me once and for all,

see how deep

spoke, the goddess statue behind him started moving,

attendant emerged, carrying a

approached Jameson

a red mahogany box