His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

The painting came together quickly.

"Not bad, definitely worthy of an art teacher." Casper reached out, took the painting, and studied it closely. "Ms. Valerie, your skills are way better than you give yourself credit for. This looks like something a world-class artist would do." Eliza's eyes darkened. Her voice was cold and detached. "I'm glad you like it."

Casper handed the painting to Robin. "Do you like it?"

Robin looked at the painting of himself and clapped his hands excitedly, like a kid who just got a special present.

"You've been amazing today." Casper smiled, expertly unwrapping a lollipop and gently placing it in Robin's mouth.

Eliza didn't know what to feel a mix of hate, resentment, and disgust at Casper's fake niceness.

Sadly, she couldn't say anything. She couldn't show any reaction.

Casper turned to Eliza. "He told me to thank you."

Eliza forced a smile, quietly packed up her things, and left the room.

Casper followed her out. "Got any plans tonight? Let me take you out to dinner."

busy." She refused, her face

looking surprised. "That was

have dinner?" She grabbed her

his head.

was, do you think she'd come back to

let out a bitter smile. He was overestimating himself. He was just someone people wanted to escape from, even if it

the chances were slim, too. "Mr. Casper, if she really is your wife, do you even want her back? Didn't you regret what you did to her when she passed away? Plus, in these three years, so much has happened to her..." Casper lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and seemed deep in thought. It looked like he needed a moment to

A few days later...

in Falconridge, Casper saw a post

My wife

park: one with a woman

felt a sudden surge of anger and slammed

at the noise. "Mr. Casper,

unusually heavy. "Look at what Aaron

Aaron posted something?

pulled out his phone. He searched for Aaron's name and checked his feed. He saw nothing but

Martin hasn't