Lance
After all the crying, that is how I feel. I am exhausted and I have been in bed all night. I couldn't sleep, I kept thinking about everything and then I'd wake up in tears and Jack would hold me again. He was unable to sleep because of me and he doesn't even know what happened.
Saying it out loud makes it too real.
Once it becomes real, I know I have to tell Ford. I don't want to tell him, once I tell him, he will hate me for keeping it from him. I didn't go home last night; I am not ready to face her. She probably hates me too. She hates that I don't want to accept her relationship but she doesn't even know the reason. The reason why I wish John will never marry her. I wish they break up and never see each other again.
I hate theirs because as long as their relationship is intact, mine will never blossom.
"You wanna talk about it?"
