Lana's POV
The ride back home was quiet.
I saw blue on a call, pacing back and forth in the living room, something serious had happened.
God knew I couldn't take one more bad news.
It was enough already!
I mean… Can I just have a day out of all this?
I sighed again, for like the millionth time that day since my encounter with Michael, as I sat at the table waiting for her to finish her call.
Sometimes she'd look at me and a small line would form between her brows.
I didn't know if it was out of worry, or confusion
I just tried to act calm, but I knew I was damn terrible at that.
I'm the last person on earth who would notice an issue was up and act calm.
Anyone who looked at me even from a mile away would see it clearly from my face that I had something on my plate to deal wit
