Jeremy nodded silently. John was his uncle, but he couldn't forgive what he had done to Anna, not after seeing the coldness in his eyes as he'd driven the stake into her heart. No matter what Anna was, you didn't do that to someone your nephew cared about. He was glad Stefan had run him out of town. Not so glad to see he'd come back again, but Jeremy hadn't lived through that yet.
Jeremy sighed. "I know," he said, frowning. "It's just, I've lost them both once before... I don't want to lose either of them again. I mean... it's not like I'm with either of them. But I know if I chose one, it would hurt the other."