Travis' letter said that he would die soundly in a bed next to his wife. [This is my fault.]
Lana was mortified. Because of her Travis ended up dying in his car, instead of next to his wife.
She felt faint all over again. Her chest felt like it would burst if she didn't calm down. She needed someone.
[Reeza.]
She picked up her phone and she called for help. There was no way she could do this alone. Even if the person she called was partially to blame in her eyes.
"Hello... Lana?"
"Reeza....I need you."
Lana's cries filled the receiver of the phone.
This was the first time Lana had reached out to Reeza as a friend since they became more than friends.
"Calm down Lana."
"I ....can't...." Lana sounded like she was hyperventilating.
"I'm about a minute away. "
"What?" {sniffling}
