First it was a look, then a phrase or two that were... well... out of character. But then Marlena became someone unrecognizable. Well, actually she does bare a remarkable resemblance to the woman in some of my more... heated... fantasies... Oh no.. nononononono.... she's twirling my hair... I don't know how much longer …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
The Jarlena Journal 