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.

Tears welled up in Alyssa's eyes as she launched herself toward Winston, engulfing him in

a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He remained rooted in his spot, refraining from seeking favor and silently

about? I'm barely in my 70s. I'm as sturdy as a rock!" Winston remarked, his heart warmed by Alyssa's affection yet feigning annoyance. "You hugged me as if I had one foot in the grave. People might get the wrong

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

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

the presence of such esteemed guests, Landon approached them, his eyes brimming with tears. As Landon spoke, his voice was achingly hoarse.

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

pursed his lips tightly and nodded earnestly, gratitude evident in