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.

all, the dead couldn't come back. 'It's normal to grieve for a few days,' she thought. Why hold a grudge against someone who's no longer here? Only Casper

one reserved by Casper for himself. He had decided that in death, they would lie side by side, whether she wanted it or not.

voice. "You were never kind 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, and tender. His dark hair was covered

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in the cold air. "Do

first married you? She's such a lively young girl, always with a bright, sweet smile. Sometimes, I wondered how such a wonderful girl existed in this world. She truly seemed like

she was so caring. 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 and her family for another woman.

constant pain...

as an outlet for your frustrations. You never planned to have a real life