His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"It's freezing here. I'm taking her home," Casper said, stumbling to his feet and heading towards the morgue gurney.

Dillon quickly stepped in to stop him. "Mr. Casper, you can't do this."

"She's my wife. I'm taking her home." His eyes were bloodshot, and he shoved Dillon aside to reach for the lifeless body on the table.

Dillon blocked him again. "Mr. Casper, she's gone. You can't take her."

But Casper acted as if he hadn't heard, still struggling to hold her. "I need to take her home. She broke her promise. I need to teach her a lesson."

"Mr. Casper..." Dillon's voice broke, his eyes welling up. "...we need to prepare for her funeral. You can't take her."

"Get out of my way." Casper's eyes shimmered with grief. "How could she be so heartless? Why did she take her own life?"

me. Why did

felt a tightness in his chest. He didn't understand why Eliza had ended her life so easily. Maybe a bout of depression overwhelmed her. The doctors had mentioned her

things to handle, like

want anything. Nothing..." Casper's voice was hoarse, filled with endless despair and sorrow. His world turned to monochrome in that instant. Dillon couldn't persuade Casper to leave. He had no choice but to call

She didn't know how she managed to get to

a couple of deep breaths. She didn't want to disturb Casper, and turned

said... it was

yet not unexpected. After enduring so much

and looked at Casper's red-rimmed eyes. Her voice was hoarse, "Now that she's gone,

the incident, their relationship had actually improved quite

cold smirk. Improved? If their relationship had truly improved, would she have chosen to end her life? "It was just an illusion," she said quietly and sadly. "She

freed."