Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

As Landon entered the living hall, his eyes reddened from the emotions swelling within him. Everything appeared unchanged, as if nothing had occurred.

A gentle voice, once a source of comfort, broke the silence. "Mr. Landon, you're back."

"I'm back," he choked out. His smile, though warm, faded as he realized there would be no reply to follow.

With a heavy thud, Landon's knees buckled beneath him. He crumpled onto the floor, his once sturdy frame folding inward. Silent sobs wracked his body as he curled into a ball.

"Landon!"

"Mr. Landon!"

Jasper and Jordan rushed to his side; concern etched on their faces. But the only response was the quiet sound of wet tears hitting the ground.

arms, his body

I will help you gather Angelina's belongings. You don't have to force yourself to do

wiping away his tears forcefully as he struggled to rise, using

fragile form ascend the staircase, Jasper's heart constricted with

a time when mentioning Angelina would always bring a flamboyant grin to Landon's face. She wasn't just an employee; she was family—a loyal companion through

reached the room

with only a bed, a wardrobe, and a table. Its simplicity belied the fact that

hesitant to disturb the sanctity of the space, remained by the door as Landon gently

as if untouched by time.

a date for," Landon said, his voice tinged with emotion as he lifted out a chili-red evening gown. "I'll never forget how stunning she