Lana’s Point of View
‘Would you be mine?’ A beat dropped, and so did my heart as I wondered if he was being serious. I searched through his eyes, looking for something, even for a little bit—a hint of playfulness, but there was nothing; his stare was cold and sharp enough to bend through steel.
He wanted me to be his?
But why would a boy with a status like his want to have someone like me? He must have noticed it by now, just how poor I am. Honestly, we were two worlds apart; he is like the sky, and I am the bottom of the ocean. Even if we were in a normal school or in a normal situation, our relationship would be frowned upon by society.
I have seen too many soap operas to know that this would end in a tragedy, and I would just prefer to have the fun while it lasted.
Christian’s blu
