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.

in his arms, his body

force yourself to do it," Jasper

away his tears forcefully as he struggled to rise, using his arms for

fragile form ascend the staircase,

grin to Landon's face. She wasn't just an employee; she was family—a loyal companion through thick and

the room where Angelina

room was pristine, with only a bed, a wardrobe, and a table. Its simplicity belied the fact

disturb the sanctity of the space, remained by the door as Landon gently brushed his fingertips across the desk's surface, sensing the lingering scent of Angelina on

evening gown, carefully preserved in plastic as if untouched by time. Tears welled in his eyes as memories flooded his

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