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.

decided not to bother him for now. After all, the dead couldn't come back. 'It's normal to grieve for a few days,' she thought. Why hold a grudge against

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 on

to her in 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 it with soil, burying Eliza's urn slowly and meticulously. His movements were earnest, focused,

exhaled a

in the cold

a lively young girl, always with a bright, sweet smile. Sometimes, I wondered

Yet, her life was so bitter. She loved you so much but never got your love in return. You went out of your way to torment her

constant pain...

You never planned to have a real life with her, did you? Now you grieve like