His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Casper shot her a sidelong glance, a slight frown creasing his brow. "Is there anything else? If you're thinking about working in Zach's studio again, forget it."

He blocked every possible path she could take, leaving her with no options.

"I just want a stable job. Can you at least give me a chance?"

"Are you turning down a hundred grand a month to scrape by with a few thousand? What, now you're suddenly all brave and independent, Eliza?" His dark eyes narrowed, sarcasm dripping from every word. Eliza turned away, refusing to meet his gaze.

He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Eliza, what did you and Zach do today?"

"Didn't you already see?" What could they possibly do in broad daylight?

"Nothing?"

"Do you think everyone's like you and enjoys getting frisky in cars in the middle of the day?"

"Let me tell you this: if you see Zach even once more, I'll make sure Robin stays in the hospital for another year. Don't believe me? Try me."

near hers, knowing she'd toe the line for Robin's sake. She stayed silent, her

the way, Nova called again, crying like her

the hospital.

in front of her. The window rolled

She looked up. "Aaron."

a thick towel from the backseat and handed it to her. "No

took the towel and started drying her

Casper. Thought he'd take you home..." He

on her lips. "He had someone more important

"Nova..."

can't deal with that

yesterday. She mentioned you're looking for a job. Weren't you the president of the folk music

painting-she was trained in it all. In college, she rekindled her passion for traditional music, picking up the harp she had learned as a child. She loved donning traditional gowns and sitting gracefully as she plucked the strings. After getting married, she tried to play her harp at home, but Casper smashed it

mention brought back