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

very happy

hasn't yet given all of

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

hadn't given Alyssa a grand wedding or the chance to

moment of

He had even...

her of her right to be a

Regrets.

They were all regrets.

was Jasper,

deeply at

she wasn't responding, he was

pressed his lips to

this was their last

blazed red with

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

a torment far worse than being torn apart or devoured

merely bounced

the shed was

handgun wouldn't break

of bullets, Jasper panted as he scrambled to

was about to do so, Jameson

frigid voice, he said, "Don't waste

firearm won't break this place down."

stop the nonsense! You're doing this to take revenge on me! Lyse

and I'll

to settle this with me once and for all, I'll comply!" "Jasper, I'm not

to see how deep

As he spoke, the goddess statue behind him started moving, revealing a

female attendant emerged, carrying

Jameson

a red mahogany box on the