Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Alyssa's breath hitched as a familiar voice echoed through the tense silence. Squeezing Jasper's hand until his knuckles turned white, her heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs.

"I-It's Winston!"

"Winston?" Jasper echoed, his surprise evident.

Then, a procession of men clad in black suits strode into the mourning hall with authority. Winston, a commanding presence that turned heads, stood proudly at the forefront.

But Winston wasn't alone. Accompanying him were Mandy, Lyla, Colene, Jonah, and Silas, representing the Taylor family.

Rarely did the Taylors assemble in such unity, indicating the significance of Cornelius' funeral to them.

she launched herself toward Winston, engulfing him

the corner of his lips. He remained rooted in

heart warmed by Alyssa's affection

tongue playfully, reluctantly releasing her hold on Winston's arm. "Why didn't

worried for nothing, it seems," Mandy chimed in, a hint of exasperation in her voice. "I thought it would be sufficient if Jonah, Silas, and the three of us came to pay our respects. I didn't think it's necessary for

Mandy. Your concern for Dad is evident," Alyssa reassured, noticing the renewed

approached them, his eyes brimming with tears. As Landon spoke, his voice was achingly hoarse.

me Uncle Winston. 'Mr. Winston' sounds too distant," Winston replied warmly, patting Landon's shoulder affectionately. "You've just taken over the Harper Group. If you need any help, please don't hesitate to let me know.

and nodded earnestly,