"Well, I promise. I'll be here, always. You'll always find me." Serenity's voice was gentle and comforting, soothing his restless heart.

Jackson lowered his head, his gaze locked on her eyes. "Really? You're not lying?"

"Yes, I promise," Serenity said. Jackson loved her so much. She believed he would not do something that would hurt her.

Jackson was not Wilson Birch. Her story with him would not be the same as Wilson and Clara's.

"Then tell me that you love me, that you would hate not seeing