His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"I'm fine, really. I'm not tired at all. Aaron, you should head back home. If I need anything, I'll give you a call."

Aaron didn't push any further. He gently patted Eliza's shoulder. "Alright, don't stay awake over-stressing. He's asleep, so you should get some rest too. I'll head home now." "Okay."

After Aaron left, Eliza's strength seemed to leave her, and she slumped against the hospital bed. She held her son's hand tightly, waves of relief and regained hope washing over her. She had always taught her son to avoid dangerous places and not to touch dangerous things. How did he end up in the sea?

Was it just because of that storm?

"Cough, cough." Brock woke up.

Eliza gently caressed her son's face, her eyes red with unshed tears. "You really scared me."

"Mommy." Brock, still too young to fully grasp fear, only knew he had fallen into the sea and that his mom was worried. "Don't cry. I'll be more careful next time."

"Why didn't you stay close to Aaron?" she asked, her fingers tenderly brushing his cheek. She wasn't angry, just desperate to understand. "Tell me, how did you end up in the sea?"

"Mommy..." Brock blinked his big, round eyes. "... It was Uncle Aaron. He threw me in."

Eliza felt as if a bomb had gone off in her head. Her pupils narrowed in confusion. "Are you saying that Aaron threw you into the sea? Brock, you mustn't lie."

Uncle Aaron was carrying me, and I was flying, and then

that? Was it accidental? Was he afraid of being

If he did it on

make sense of it. She

was scared. But then, I saw a man swimming over. He held me, and I

who saved him. Brock

sleep now. Mommy's

"Okay."

and turmoil. She had known Aaron for years. Three years ago, he had helped her

and escape to

hand in

like a warm sun in winter, his care

when

warming her once-cold heart.

would the person who had given her so much hope and comfort want

to her. Why had the person who once