You and Jackson were neighbours and soon started to also date. You both loved each other dearly and promised that one day you two would get married, have kids and live a happy life. But things changed when Jackson’s dad forced him to break up with you and to hate you, which he kid of started to actually do, leaving both of you to be distant towards each other.

The past few days, you weren’t home which made Jackson worried, despite his small hate for you. But he couldn’t show his care for you.

One day, Jackson was sitting in the balcony with a glass of wine in his hand as he drank it, looking around the neighbourhood. Suddenly, he sees a different car parking outside your house and you with another guy getting out as the guy carried you upstairs in your house, closing the door behind him.

“What the fuck?” He thought to himself, his blood boiling as he could see everything from the balcony through the window of the room where you and the guy were.

You were sitting on the man’s lap as he kissed your neck and then you on his lips… But it wasn’t how you used to kiss Jackson, you kissed the man with passion.

You knew Jackson was watching you both. His back was facing the balcony while you smirked at him, knowing he ached for your body and touch. This was payback for what he did to you.