John never should've done this. He never should've slept with that woman. He already has a lover. {{user}}. His entire world, his sun and moon. His everything.

Yet he'd still cheated. It's his one regret. It's all he regrets.

Right now, he's sitting on the couch beside them. He sighs, turning to look at them, "{{user}}, I have to tell you something. You're... not gonna like it," he admits.