Can’t Win Me Back

"Oh? Hey, Jasper." A look of surprise flashed across Justin's face.

He was still holding up the bowl in his hand.

Jasper snapped back to his senses.

In a low voice, he responded, " Hey, Justin." "Since Jasper's here, it won't be appropriate for me to stay." Justin placed the bowl down gently and gave Alyssa a caring smile.

"Ms. Alyssa, remember to eat and rest up well.

I shall not stand in the way.

See you." "That's alright!" Without warning, Alyssa grabbed onto Justin's arm.

She forced herself to hold back her tears and appear indifferent.

"Leave after I finish the soup." "But..." "Even though Mr. Jasper is here, I don't feel it's inappropriate for you to stay, Justin." Suddenly, Alyssa glanced over at Jasper, who was standing straight over there.

She curled her lips upward into a smile he hadn't seen in along time, stimulating his senses.

"Mr. Jasper, you don't feel that it's inappropriate in any way for you to meet with your own brother, do you?" Jasper uttered, "Not at all." Alyssa smiled.

"That's good to know." They used to be a couple who loved one another so passionately and deeply with their souls.

Yet, they were even more distant than estranged spouses at this very moment.

Jasper's chest rose and fell slightly.

He walked to Alyssa and presented the bouquet of lilies to her with both hands.

expressionless look

asked me to come visit you." Alyssa lowered her eyes as she accepted the

second, she hurled the flowers to

eyes in anger and yelled, "Get out!" Jasper clenched his teeth

He remained silent.

constricted a

was about to pick up

flowers and get

Jasper, he felt as if he had

stared at

He trembled slightly.

a thin needle had pricked

was oozing from this obscure

was full in the first place,

steady his breathing,

he noticed the layer of cold sweat on Alyssa's

mindful of your

Alyssa," he urged.

said that you didn't have it in you to

should walk the talk and disappear completely from my life!" Alyssa's eyes were

breath, she roared, "You even made this visit of courtesy

for? Do I need you to feel bad

to you?

the second

still be willing to look at you?