"Tell me something John. Was it just Hope or was anyone but me?" Marlena's emotions were on overload, she couldn't think clearly. "No one but you baby, come on! You are the one." John tried to get a hold of Marlena, but she kept wrenching herself out of his grip. This was the 10th fight …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
The Jarlena Journal 