Chapter One hundred and forty-five

Yesterday was a glorious night, a night to always remember, and there was no overrating it. It was as if Cameron and Lana had both bottled their emotions and let them all out like butterflies in a botanical garden.

Lana could have sworn in her life that she never felt that good, and Cameron was just boasting inside of him that he was fulfilled. They had both fallen asleep, naked, not even caring about the open window or the impending rain, which, to their favour, never came.

She was woken up the next day by the striking rays of the sun hitting her eyes, and she stretched lazily, hanging over from the emotions she had consumed last night. She turned over and looked at his half-naked body, his lower section covered by the sheets.

She stared at him continuously and found herself smiling for no particular reason, daring herself to go on another trip to her personal Disneyland, where they had taken the most adventurous rollercoaster ride ever.

As she gazed at him, her eyes traced the