"I've already told you, I don't have..."

"You don't have feelings for me anymore, right?" Jackson interrupted her, questioning, "So, who do you love now?"

Serenity's breath hitched, sensing some kind of danger from the way he looked at her.

"I don't have feelings for anyone, including Lucas!" Serenity hissed, not wanting to involve Lucas any further. She did not know how Lucas was doing now—Jackson had broken Lucas' wrist because of her.

"If you don't, why did you let him hold you? When did you become so close to him?" Jackson demanded quietly.

Serenity suddenly felt nervous, worrying that her answer would annoy him. If she did, he would…

"I-I'm just a childhood friend to him," Serenity answered frankly, "When I look at him, I feel… guilty."

"Guilty?" Jackson arched a brow.

"He's been looking for me for years, but I never told him I'm the one he's looking for."

Instead, she allowed Lucas to mistake someone else for her, making it worse.

"Besides, maybe he thought of me as a