John pov.
I felt a deep hurt when she left me for that fool. The anger inside me was so intense that I often fantasized about hurting her whenever I saw her again.
Why did she choose to be with a terrible person, knowing he's an enemy? It puzzled me greatly.
Restlessly, I paced around my room, feeling an overwhelming sense of upset coursing through my veins. The pain she had caused was relentless, and it stung every time I thought about it.
Unable to contain my frustration, I sat on my bed, buried my head in my hands, and let out a loud, despairing scream. She couldn't see the deep love I held for her, and it pained me.
My gaze fell on the scratch left by Edward. That boy infuriated me, and I harbored thoughts of putting an end to his actions.
I continued to pound my bed in frustra
