Lana woke up to a text from her mother.
A text she couldn't ignore, considering how she'd spent the previous day ignoring dozens of calls from her parents. Giving up on trying to reach her via calls or FaceTime , they finally resorted to texts, their final text one she couldn't turn blind eyes to- she had the choice to either show up at their home or have them show up at the mansion. To talk to her.
Certain nothing good could come from the latter, she got dressed up as quickly as she could and instead of heading straight to school, showed up at their house.
She sighed softly as she climbed the stairs leading to the doorway. It had only been a couple of weeks since she moved out of her parents house to live with her husband and it felt like it had been forever. Memories were littered all around, Lana reminded of the easier times of her life.
