Lana’s Point of View
I lay in the silence, even minutes after Noah had left, but Xavier said nothing; he didn’t even make a sound. I raised my head carefully, glancing at him. He lay still in his bed, and with the way his chest rose and fell—I think he is asleep.
I was a little confused. He told me to leave work early today because he had something to do with me, and he even promised to take care of Noah, which I believed he did.
And now, nothing?
All that anticipation for nothing?
I didn’t want to admit it, but I was a bit disappointed. I bit down on my lips, wondering if I should wake him up.
But if I do.
What would I tell him?
A small beep interrupted my thoughts, and my eyes fell towards my phone, which was now glowing in my hands.
I received a message from Christian.
“Hey,”
