Justin's POV
I don't even recognize myself anymore, I thought I said No love anymore but elena came in and distrupted everything. Now see the outcome.
The moment she walks into my thoughts, I forcefully push her out, slam the door shut and twist the lock. And yet… she always finds a way back in. I think that's the only way to forgive my self for being a scum.
Ever since that day, that moment I let my guard slip, that stupid, reckless lapse I've made up my mind. No more. No more indulging whatever the hell this is between Elena and me. No more stolen glances, no more letting my tone soften when I talk to her, no more lingering in the same room just because her presence feels… different.
I'm Justin Shawn. I don't get tangled in emotions. I don't want complications.
And she's the very definition of one.
