His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Casper was just here to blow off some steam.

With a cane in hand, she struggled her way upstairs. Each step felt like it took every bit of strength she had left.

He glanced down, lit a cigarette, and a cold, thin smile crept across his lips. The smoke swirled around him, his dark eyes taking on a mysterious, unreadable look.

...

Eliza's legs were completely numb. All night, it felt like they'd been amputated.

In the morning, she groggily got out of bed and checked her temperature-102 degrees Fahrenheit. She called Chelsea, "Chelsea, could you get me some fever medicine? I've got a fever." "What happened? Hold tight, I'm coming."

Without asking more, Chelsea rushed to the pharmacy, grabbed the meds, and drove over to Eliza's apartment complex.

"Elle?"

"Elle!"

She felt a knot tighten in her stomach. She remembered the spare key under the flowerpot

and rushed to the bedroom. Eliza was in a

medicine. I'm taking

face, swollen knees, and injured palms, feeling a pang of heartbreak. How had this once-vibrant girl ended up like this? Eliza woke up the

"Thank God, the fever's

I had a fever this bad," Eliza said, managing

bring herself to smile back. Eliza's

to

didn't want to say, but Chelsea insisted. So, she

bad as this. The worst part? Even after all this, Casper still

tortures

eyes. Of course, she would leave. She couldn't die-what would happen to her mom? What would happen to her brother, who was

Robin anytime soon. You have connections. Can you make sure Robin