Jackson stiffened as he leaned into her embrace and heard her promise. Her voice and embrace were strangely soothing, erasing all his anxiety at once.

His Serenity… He needed her to feel alive. His life was whole because of her, and he was glad to have met her. Without her, he would have been living an empty life. He used to be very different before meeting her and lived his life void of emotion. His life was an empty shell; he was physically alive but dead inside. He had never felt the joy of life.

"Serenity, please don't let my dream shatter again," Jackson murmured.

"Our love is real. It won't be like a dream again," Serenity promised earnestly, "Jack, your dream won't shatter again. We'll have better days ahead. We'll write our story together."

Jackson slowly looked up at Serenity. His gaze deepened, and he leaned down to kiss her lips. "Okay. None of this will ever be a dream."

Jackson wondered. Would their future be the same as what he envisioned? He did not want his dream