Jack loves Juliet.
Sometimes he dreams he doesn't, that he hates her; wants her dead, but then he wakes, cold with sweat, and she's there next to him, so beautiful, and he breathes in her scent and wishes the dreams away.
They come to get him, righteous and golden, and he thinks he might have loved them, once.
But they turned him down, fell into each other, and he has Juliet now,and she is glorious.
Even if he sometimes has weird dreams
He turns them down.
Because Jack loves Juliet.