Lana’s POV
My mind was still stuck on the text he had sent to me. As much as I wanted to ignore his text, I was curious by what he meant. Why did he want us to talk? He made himself clear the last time we texted and suddenly, he wanted to talk about us. My mind was still on the video I had seen on Allen's story. Was there trouble in paradise?
The sound of the door opening snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked in its direction and saw Paul stroll into the room. He smiled at me once he made eye contact and walked over to the door of his walk-in closet.
“I thought you would be sleeping by now?” He asked and opened the door then walked in.
“I'm not sleepy yet.”
I thought about telling Paul about the text Drake had sent but I was not in the mood to raise the topic. I wanted to have a pe
