His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

The staff at Mercy Hospital had put her in a single room.

The room was bare, its walls lined with thick soundproofing foam. There was no table, just a rounded wooden bed and a moderately-sized window.

They untied the ropes around her wrists. She rubbed her sore wrists, staring out the barred window at the world outside. She thought she might never see the day she'd be free.

The person who brought her in handed her a clean set of hospital gowns, his face expressionless.

"Mr. Casper wants you to recover here. We'll take good care of you, but you need to follow the rules."

Eliza didn't say a word. She just stared outside, lost and empty, like a canary with its wings clipped.

She remembered the countless nights her brother must've looked out the same way, hoping and waiting for freedom. But in the end, it drove him mad.

Most of the time, she just sat quietly by the

one came to taunt or mistreat her. After Casper took her phone, naturally, no one knew she was locked

wave of intense nausea hit, and she rushed to the bathroom. She leaned over the sink, her hands gripping it as

through her mind and exploded in her heart like a thunderclap. She couldn't believe it,

life

called as the door opened. Eliza washed her face, looking haggard

room. She saw Zach and wasn't overly surprised. Besides Casper, he

gazed heavily at

seemed thinner than before. Her skin was now

in Mercy Hospital, which Zach could somewhat understand. But locking Eliza up here was

yourself. Is this how the man you were so desperate to marry treats you?" Zach couldn't help

calmly. "How did you