Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 220 Another Confession

Rosaline’s POV:

I jolted awake, my heart pounding.

The first thing that came into view was Jasper’s familiar, handsome face, drawing nearer to mine.

“Jasper, what are you doing?” I gasped, quickly pulling back, a wave of panic rushing through me.

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Jasper blinked, his expression snapping from dazed to embarrassed. He quickly straightened himself in the seat. “Rosaline, we’re here.”

I glanced out the window, then nodded in quiet acknowledgment. “Thanks for the ride.”

I got out of the car and headed toward home. As I took my first few steps, I heard his voice, deep and quiet, calling after me.

“Rosaline…”

I paused, turning slowly. “What do you need?”

Jasper approached, stopping right in front of me. He looked at me with a seriousness I hadn’t seen before. “Rosaline, will you give me a chance? Will you go out with me?”

Go out with him?

The words hit me like a cold gust of wind. Didn’t I already make it clear to him?

Hadn’t I told him there was nothing between us?

I thought he’d moved on.

But it was clear now–he hadn’t.

for the right

talk about this?

his voice thick with urgency. “But Caden doesn’t deserve you. He hurt you, and still, you can’t even consider

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his hands finding my shoulders

I can promise you, I’ll be a thousand times better than Caden. You have to

tighten. “Jasper, please don’t do this,” I

would be the one to love you, to

engagement because he thought she was gone. But now— now that he’s found her, we can see he

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Chapter 220 Another Confession

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harder than I expected, sinking deep into my chest. I couldn’t even bring myself to

the change in my expression, Jasper frowned. “I know I shouldn’t

Finished

I interrupted him, exhaustion slipping into my tone. I lifted my eyes to

because you still love Caden?” he asked quietly, his eyes dimming

my mind racing as I shook my head. “It has nothing to

another glance at Jasper, who seemed lost in thought, I turned and

pulled

it behind me, a shadow

closing, and a figure stepped into the threshold, blocking

racing. “Who’s there?”

man let out a low

That voice…

the soft glow from the window,

in a perfectly tailored black suit that seemed to blend with

line and contour a testament to

dark and unreadable, narrowed as they locked

Caden?!