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

truly very

yet given all

and with time, I believe she will eventually move on from you and fall in love with me." Jameson's words shattered Jasper's heart and pierced

wedding or the chance to be

a moment of bliss she could remember for

He had even...

right to be

Regrets.

They were all regrets.

responsible for these regrets was Jasper, the man who claimed to love

gazed deeply at

she wasn't responding, he was

and pressed

was as if this was their last

eyes blazed red

and fired round after round at the glass

kiss Alyssa was a torment far worse than being torn

bullets merely bounced off

shock, the shed was made of bulletproof

handgun

of bullets, Jasper panted as he scrambled

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

frigid voice, he said, "Don't waste

firearm won't break this place

to take revenge

and

settle this with me once and for all, I'll comply!"

to see

goddess statue behind him

female attendant emerged,

Jameson

red mahogany box on