LANA'S POV
The way she eyed my box made me feel so embarrassed, as she looked up at me and gave me that look of 'Really Lana? Really?' I tried to make out out words but I really couldn't say anything.
"Lanaaa" She muttered. "I would have loved you to stay here until you feel comfortable to come over to William's place, but this is just not good enough. Look..." She pointed inside the box. "You barely have clothes, you don't even have enough food to last you the night." She said, and I kept my head low, avoiding the urge to look at her brother who had followed us. "I don't mean this the wrong way, but the fact that you can't really make ends meets is something that is already known to us. So you don't have to feel embarrassed." She held my hands in hers.
"I'm not embarrassed." I mumbled
