His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Isn't this exactly what you wanted?" she muttered, her voice lifeless, her head buzzing.

Casper glanced at the wound on his hand, a mix of irritation and anger flashing in his eyes. "Go get the first-aid kit," he barked. Eliza stood still, unresponsive.

"Are you deaf? Go!" he shouted, his voice sharper.

Eliza froze for a moment before turning to fetch the kit. She placed it in front of Casper.

He looked up, frustration in his gaze. "You expect me to handle this myself? How am I supposed to manage that?"

"I'll do it," she replied softly.

She took out the alcohol, cleaned the blood from his palm, applied antiseptic, sprinkled healing powder, and wrapped it all up with gauze, securing it with a neat knot. Her movements were smooth and gentle as if she'd done this a thousand times.

"All done," she said.

"Useless at most things, but pretty handy with this," he sneered.

to respond. She was used to his cutting remarks

that the

a half-smile, his eyes mocking. "Did you really

was it. He just didn't want to traumatize himself.

might hold off on taking you to the police station for now, but Eliza, I'm going to find out whether you stabbed Nova or not. And if it turns out you did, you'll

would come out. But if he turned a blind

can still

looked up, puzzled. "Make

social

to go,

to Daniel's place in the south of the city. His wife loves playing the

force herself into something she disliked. "I can make

scoffed. "Eliza,

If you want your mother's clinical trial to stop and for Robin to stay in the hospital for another year, feel

felt her