Her words seemed to be a hint for him, but also a reminder to herself.
'Does "no one I like" include me, too?' A flash of derision crossed Jacks's deep brown eyes as he pressed on, refusing to give up. "Then what's the real reason?"
"There's no reason," Aurora said calmly. "You're a great guy, but we're not a good fit. I only see you as a friend."
"You're lying. Look me in the eye and say that again," Jacks growled, his voice laced with pain.
Aurora concealed the complex emotions in her limpid eyes, then looked up to meet his gaze directly. "I don't like you."
Each word was crystal clear, striking Jacks's heart like a sledgehammer.
Seeing the pained look on his face, she felt a pang in her own heart.
Jacks stared intently into her limpid eyes, searching for any sign that she was joking. But there was none—only a seriousness that shattered his heart.
He slowly loosened his grip on her wrist and took an unsteady step back.
