I'm so sick of watching the world spin by. Of letting people think I'm plain and boring, too afraid to just be myself. Then I see him. John. He's strength and fury and unapologetic. He's everything I want. And everything I wish I was. He won't want me, but that doesn't matter. The sight of him is all the inspiration I need to finally shatter this glass house I've built around myself. Only he does want...