Lana's POV
Arden left, but deep down I still feel this emotional heaviness in me because I don't know what my mother would try next. My throat was closing up as I walked into the bathroom. I couldn't leave my hotel room because the media might just wait for me outside. I feel trapped all because of my mother.
I held on to the basin as I hunched over, closing my eyes and just taking in a deep breath. Breathe, everything will be okay. Just breathe. I'm sure that my knuckles are white from the tight grip that have on the basin.
I need Arden, but yet I want to master this on my own. Opening my eyes, I am still struggling, but I continue with my breathing. I need air but I cannot go out of here. I begin to panic even more, making it worse.
"Lana?" I finally heard Arden and I closed my e
