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.

his arms, his body

don't have to force yourself to do it," Jasper said, holding Landon's

to

friend's stubborn yet fragile form ascend the staircase,

time when mentioning Angelina would always bring a flamboyant grin to Landon's face.

room

pristine, with only a bed, a wardrobe, and a table. Its simplicity

of the space, remained by the door as Landon gently brushed his fingertips across the desk's

plastic as if untouched by time. Tears welled in

to every business party I needed 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 looked