CARTER'S POV
I looked through the file that had been sent, and I was impressed at how well the school was doing. I had plans of making a visit to the dance school tomorrow, but didn't know if it was still too early for that. With a deep sigh, I made my way to the balcony, and watched the pool house from there. Suddenly, it didn't seem like such a bad idea if I went down to have some alone time, while soaking my foot in the pool. I stepped out of my room and my eyes wandered to the door of Lana's room. Did she later have a good rest after we had returned? Was she feeling much better now? After seeing Maisie's state today, I was beginning to understand what being in Lana's shoes felt like. It was a horrible way to feel. It was so clear she always had her heart in her hand whenever she went
