His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Eliza, oh Eliza, I thought you were tougher than this. Turns out, you were just as breakable. You've really done it this time, playing yourself to death. You couldn't have picked a better time, could you? You've handed Casper over to me on a silver platter. Don't worry, we'll

be happy. Just watch us from down below."

Nova pulled out her phone and dialed Casper.

Once, twice, three times no answer. By the fourth call, it went straight to voicemail.

"What's going on? I was humiliated at the engagement party. He should be here comforting me. He can't still be upset about Eliza, can he?"

Forget it.

for a few days,' she thought. Why hold a grudge against someone who's no longer here? Only

Eliza's urn, gently placed it into the grave. There were two graves-one for Eliza and one reserved by Casper for himself. He had decided that in death, they would lie side by side, whether she wanted it or not. He even had his own name engraved

life, and now that she's gone, you put on this act of deep affection. Who are you trying to impress? Who even cares?" Casper seemed not to hear her, kneeling in front of the grave, carefully filling

exhaled a deep

cold air.

what Eliza was like when she first married you? She's such a lively young girl, always with a bright, sweet smile. Sometimes,

was so caring. Yet, her life was so bitter. She loved you so much but never

constant pain...

intend to. You just used her as an outlet for your frustrations. You never planned to have a real life with her, did