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.

her body

was pierced, the pain unbearable as he saw

through the agony,

am Jasper! Open your eyes! Look at me!" For someone in a state of hypothermia, falling unconscious

raced with terror as

feared she might never wake up if she closed

suffocating, as though it were closing in, swallowing any hope

still wet with tears, gazed

eyes burned with a fire

heart skipped a beat,

that fire had long been replaced by shadows ever since he'd woken from

once full of light, had become

she wanted to see at

bitter laugh escaped

fluttered closed, and with what little strength remained, she

"You are Jasper...

but...

Jasper's brow furrowed,

the cold had clouded her mind that she

word sliced through

her protests, he reached for the soaked fabric clinging to

"Don't touch me...

Alyssa's eyes

could do nothing else to resist him than voicing out her

a somber expression, Jasper stripped off his coat and wrapped it around her trembling form, trying to share