Chapter One hundred and Eighty-three

Lana’s POV

“You’re right,” I whispered, closing my eyes and letting his words sink in. “But it’s so hard, Cameron. Every second feels like an eternity, and I can’t help the feeling that I should be doing more.”

“You’re doing everything you can,” he reassured me, his hands never stopping their soothing motions. “We all are.”

I leaned back further, feeling the warmth of the water and the comfort of Cameron’s touch. “I know. And I’m grateful for that. It’s just...”

“I know,” he said softly, cutting me off. “It’s a lot. But you don’t have to carry it all by yourself.”

For a moment, we sat in silence, the only sound being the gentle sloshing of the water as I shifted slightly. Cameron’s hands moved from my shoulders to my neck, gently kneading the tension away. I sighed as I felt the weight lift from my shoulders.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.

“You’ll never have to find out,” he replied firmly. “I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”