Can’t Win Me Back

"Jas..." Alyssa looked at Jasper with an unfocused gaze.

Her breaths were shallow, and she was slipping in and out of consciousness.

Mentally, she was confused.

"Yes, it's me—Jasper!" Jasper's heart clenched as he saw the color drain from her face.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, fragile as a leaf caught in the wind.

She resembled the kitten he had saved as a child—frozen and alone in the alley that bitter winter night.

A deep sorrow flooded his chest.

"Jas... per..." Alyssa murmured his name, her voice strained, her tongue numb from the cold.

A faint, mocking smile tugged at the corners of her lips, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

"It seems...

like I am about...

to freeze to death...

How could he be here...

He will not come back...

He doesn't want me anymore..." Alyssa's vision blurred as her eyelids grew heavy.

lean, her body sagging to one

awake!" Jasper's heart was pierced, the pain unbearable as he saw the denial

forced himself to push through the agony, opening his arms to

am Jasper! Open your eyes! Look at me!" For someone in a state of hypothermia, falling unconscious could be fatal, even more so when the will was

with terror as he watched

feared she might never wake up if she closed her

though it were closing in, swallowing

her eyes still wet with tears, gazed at the man before

eyes burned with a fire she hadn't seen in so

a beat,

by shadows

full of light, had become darker than the night,

last person she

bitter laugh escaped her

closed, and with what little

"You are Jasper...

but...

you anymore..." Jasper's brow furrowed,

the cold had clouded her mind

sliced through him,

protests, he reached for the soaked fabric clinging to her, the icy slush weighing

"Don't touch me...

tou—" Alyssa's eyes

nothing else to resist him than voicing out

wrapped it around her trembling