Can’t Win Me Back

Jasper lay restrained on the bed, his body writhing violently as waves of agony crashed over him. A towel clenched between his teeth muffled his cries, though it could not silence the torment. Every inch of his skin felt as if it were being devoured by thousands of invisible ants-a relentless, gnawing pain brought on by withdrawal.

He knew he could no longer rely on the medication.

Time and again, the temptation clawed at him, urging him to surrender and take the easy way out. Relief was just a pill away. But Jasper's willpower, though battered, refused to shatter.

Anne's words echoed in his mind, a guiding light in the darkness. She had always taught him to be a righteous - one man with a clear conscience.

Curling into himself, Jasper shut his bloodshot eyes. He couldn't disappoint Anne. He couldn't let down those who believed in him. He had to resist the dark side.

Outside the room, Xavier glanced at his wristwatch. Judging the timing to be right, he pushed the door open and locked it behind him.

When he turned around, he was shocked to see Jasper standing in the living area, pale and trembling. His damp fringe clung to his forehead.

was undeniable, yet his appearance had an unearthly beauty-a fallen angel, battered but

tie me down securely enough.

as if every ounce of strength had been drained from him. He leaned his head

round of withdrawal, but the torment was unending. How long could

Suddenly, his phone rang.

be at this

phone on the table. His heart skipped

hesitation, he answered. "Ms. Alyssa, what's the matter?" he asked, his

Alyssa started

"No worries. Is something the

in danger. My brothers are either

are you?