CHAPTER 18
LANA’S POV
When I was done with helping myself, I cleaned my hands and turned to look at myself in the mirror. My hair was up in a messy burn but that was the list of my worries. Rose was now my priority item of worry.
FLASHBACK
“Devon,’ I tried not to sound too excited.
“Hey, you didn’t really give me an answer back there,” his deep voice bridled through my phone speakers making my legs feel like they were made of pure jelly.
“Am sorry but I can’t go out with you,” I said pretending like it was nothing when deep down disappointment and hurt were churning in my stomach.
“But why not?” because you are a playboy and am trying to make you fall in love with me, i***t. I just needed him to realize just how important I was to him.
“Am busy. See you on Monday,” I cut off the ca
