LANA'S POV
"Not now. Definitely not tomorrow, or the next, or the day after. I'm not going to drop off my mom, Joel. I'm leaving because I'm leaving. Like relocating to come back someday. I don't know what the future holds for me, but I'm hopeful." I watched as his face gradually fell and went pale.
"Lana." He breathed out. "You're leaving? But why? You could stay here in New York with your mom." He shrugged, probably trying to make me see reasons. "I mean, you both would still be fine. Do you have to go all the way to Boston? Look, if it's about not wanting to be in a close range with your baby's father, I understand. But then, New York is large enough to contain you both with having to cross paths."
"Joel...." I muttered, having not a single idea on how to explain to him that leaving
