Can’t Win Me Back

Alyssa stared blankly at Jasper.

The icy look on his face reminded her of a mountain that was covered in white snow.

She was clearly right in front of him.

Yet, it was as if they were separated by the farthest distance in the world.

Although he was clearly aware that she was in love with him, he was drawing a clear and firm line in front of her, separating himself from her passionate and tumultuous love for him.

Jasper had returned to the person he was three years ago.

Or, perhaps he was worse now than he was then.

Maybe he was expressing his concern for her.

But he couldn't be as gentle and caring as he was.

He could no longer cajole her affectionately or think of her.

All of a sudden, she was completely submerged in that overwhelming feeling of disappointment.

As flustered as she was, it woke her up.

"As you're also aware, I've always had gastritis." Alyssa looked into Jasper's dark and dull eyes.

She smiled in relief.

" Don't worry.

From today onward, I will take good care of myself.

But I think that this will be the last time that I will feel sad about you.

I will not do such a foolish thing moving forward." The last time...

Alyssa sounded like she was choking back on her tears.

Hearing her voice like that made Jasper's heart quiver.

know."

some reason, he felt a feeling of

filled

suffocated that he couldn't even express this bizarre

of your belongings are

you're free, go and see

away." Alyssa lowered her voice as much as she could

go home these few days because she was afraid

pleasure could be found throughout the entire

together to purchase all

slowly accumulated over time,

now, it was all being

had no other choice

emotionless voice, Jasper said, "It's

throw them away." He wasn't a spendthrift or

he didn't want to go, he could have Rosie gather his things and Xavier

he was, instinctively, also trying to run away

welled up in Alyssa's

crush her on the inside, she looked into his dark

that you no longer

know that you are alive and well." Jasper's

like before, he responded,

gaze

her body back under the covers, turning into a pitiful, white

her back on

yourself out.” She felt

at the back of her throat was

pale lips

to speak, but remained silent in

Alyssa's tender and weak

in his tracks, and his back

Her gentle and fragile

Jasper held his breath.

tightly that his veins were popping, he