Marlena lay in her bed, shrouded by darkness as she stared at the clock. It read 1:13 am. And still, she was alone. It had been Sami's face when she found the John wouldn't be at the dinner that finally broke Marlena's heart. That John could deem some stranger more important than the daughter he …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
The Jarlena Journal 