John walked into their bedroom and found Marlena curled up on the sofa, fast asleep. His heart breaking, he knelt down and brushed her hair off her face. Hush, close your eyes And I'll keep you safe "Seems like I'm forever saying sorry. But I never meant for this to happen." He searched …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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