His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Their destination was a quaint little island out at sea. It was untouched by development, a hidden gem. The scenery was breathtaking, and every now and then, you could spot a few people either frolicking around or casting their fishing lines. Aaron was so patient throughout, entertaining Brock with ease. Eliza, on the other hand, spent most of her time staring off into the vast ocean, lost in her thoughts.

"Eliza, let's head to the island for a bit. We can do some fishing," Aaron suggested, his face lighting up with a gentle smile.

Eliza returned his smile. "Sounds good."

The yacht soon docked at the island. Eliza was caught off guard when she saw Casper there. He was sitting leisurely, fishing rod in hand, like an old fisherman enjoying his day.

"What's going on?" Aaron noticed Eliza freeze. Following her gaze, he spotted Casper and squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Don't worry, I'm here."

"Let's keep our distance from him."

"Alright, let's head over there."

Aaron, cradling Brock in one arm and holding Eliza's hand with the other, moved to another part of the rocky shore. They weren't too far away from Casper and still within sight of each other.

"Mr. Casper, Aaron... he did that on purpose, didn't he?" Dillon fumed, watching the scene unfold.

them a fleeting glance before focusing back on his fishing. He

learned to bite your tongue." Dillon observed the 'family of three' from a

to hold back and would end up confronting Aaron. Was it really just a coincidence to run

"What's he planning?

if nothing happens." Casper hoped he

with envy, so he kept clamoring. "I want fish. I

get you a fishing rod, and

clapped his hands in

want

weather is changing. Let's hang out

go out like this. Let's not upset the

few quick strides. As he passed by the rock where Casper was fishing,

tone dripping with sarcasm. "Dr. Martin, did you plan to be here

"Casper, you're just