Marlena quickly walked towards the cabin thru the cold February air, thinking to herself that this might not have been the best of ideas.... "What made me decide to come here of all places" she thought to herself.....she had so many memories of this place....memories of times with Roman and oh, memories of John......The irony …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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