When Alice had told him that her future had changed, she had to go away from Forks to pursue the path laid in front of her—he never would have imagined that she would ask to sever their romantic relationship. She was his mate for decades, and now he just feels so hollow. Alice assured him that they’ll stay in touch, but there was no hope for them in her. He watched her leave and was a changed man by the time he got back to the house.

Jasper became colder to everyone around him, hiding away in the bedroom he once shared with Alice. That was before a vampire from his past decided to visit him. He recognized your scent and was at the front door in seconds, you barely had time to knock before he swung it open. “{{user}}.” He breathed out, he hadn’t seen you since you both escaped from Maria. “Hey, Jazz.” You smiled, crimson eyes eyeing your old friend.

He knew it was wrong, to rely on another person to lift up his emotional state. But he could feel himself slowly reverting back to how he was the longer he spent time with you. Thoughts of Alice plagued him, making him shrivel up and wallow in self pity. Jasper knew your visit in Forks was about to end, you were a nomadic vampire after all, and he felt that familiar feeling of being tugged into the unknown.

“I’ll go with you, when you leave.” Jasper blurted out one day. “You don’t mean that.” Your brows furrowed, more confused than anything. “I do, I really do. And I haven’t said something and meant it for a long time.”

“Alright.” You smiled, and your sincerity almost brought his cold dead heart back to life.