âJameson Schmidt!â
âMr. Beckett, instead of accusing me without evidence, why donât you consider how youâll explain yourself to the Harpers? How do you plan to clarify this with your friend, Landon Harper?
âMs. Harper is unmarried. Given recent events, I believe marriage might be on the horizon for you.â
Jameson smiled.
âJimmy, quit it. Letâs go,â Alyssa suggested. She felt a stabbing pain in her heart and had the urge to flee the scene. She needed to get away from Jasper-as far as possible.
As they turned to leave, Jasper persisted, âWere you with Jameson the entire night?â
âYes,â she said coldly, her back turned toward him.
âAlyssa, is he more important to you than me?â Jasper trembled despite trying to control his emotions.
âJasper, whatâs the point of asking that now?â She chuckled, her eyes dimmed. âTo be blunt, youâve dug your own grave. I was lying to myself. Letâs call it quits now-I beg you.â
With that, they vanished from his teary vision. Alyssa did not turn back at all.
Jasper stood in the snow for a long time until his knees went limp. He fell onto his knees. It was then Xavier ran to him, panting.
Xavier gasped, âMr. Beckett! Whereâs Madam? Has she left?â
Jasper hung his head like a defeated soldier. He grabbed the ice cream she had discarded on the floor until it melted in his hands. Tears rolled down his cheeks.
He mumbled, âSheâs never trusted me. I donât mind if she doesnât have feelings for me, but how could she distrust me?
âShould I keep going? Is there even hope?â
Alyssa and Jameson sat in the back of a luxury car as it sped to the hospital. The air was heavy in the car.
Jameson turned to her with a worried look. âLyse, are you angry at me? Sorry, I did it because I was worried about you.â
âYouâre not to be blamed for my meeting with Jasper. You donât have to feel bad about it.â
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