Can’t Win Me Back

The snow was falling heavily, and the chilling winds howled through the night.

Remy had no car, so he trudged through the snow alone, each step more exhausting than the last.

His thoughts were consumed with Alyssa—was she still alive? In danger? And Jasper's unrelenting resolve to reach her, even after being shot and drenched in blood.

Remy pressed his calloused, trembling hand to his chest.

His heart hammered in his ribcage erratically.

A sharp, searing pain shot through his temples, blurring his vision.

He collapsed to his knees in the snow, his body racked with agony.

The pain surged deep within him, and his eyes felt like they were going to burst from their sockets.

It was unbearable.

His breath came in ragged gasps.

His hands scrambled for the necklace hanging from his neck—inside it was a hidden medicine box.

Justin had told him that the medication in there could calm him down and relieve him of any pain.

It would be able to save his life.

But in his desperate haste, the pill slipped from his fingers and fell into the snow.

Remy's head buzzed.

Trembling, he searched frantically in the snow for it.

He had never felt such panic.

His headache was intensifying.

In order to relieve the agonizing pain, he removed his shirt and buried his scarred body in the snow, allowing the bone- piercing iciness to relieve him of his pain.

To his surprise, this method he tried randomly was effective! Slowly, he opened his bloodshot eyes.

insides still felt tight and his head throbbed, the

was as white

just put his shirt back on

his caller, a

He hesitated for amoment.

phone to ring for

placed his phone by

heard that

as if she was just checking

glint flashed across

steady voice, he answered, "Yeah, I lost my

your car? What happened to it?" "Jasper stole it from me." Sheryl exclaimed in disbelief, "What? You didn't stop him? Did

which was something

ask

to ruins and

and shot me." Sheryl fell

to have

Jasper was once the best soldier in the military

outstanding at

that Remy wasn't a

subordinates have left to go

consequences of your

on your way back, think about how you'll explain yourself to Mr. Justin!" Upon saying that, Sheryl hung

night, his

some pondering, he lifted his hand slowly and fired a

snow was stained

pain, Remy's forehead became covered in

none of the agony

the contrary, he curled his lips upward into

account to Mr. Justin." Dragging his badly wounded body, Jasper tagged along

really don't look

Jasper's face covered in sweat as if he had just gone fora dive, Elias couldn't help but

it to us

Alyssa.

Mr. Lynch has informed her