Chapter 102

Facing the Past

Lana’s POV

As I walked toward the café, my heart pounded in my chest. Each step felt heavier as memories of Donovan flooded my mind. I remembered the good times—the laughter, the love we once shared—but then I quickly thought of the hurt. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I needed to focus on the present, not the past.

When I arrived at the café, I took a deep breath. The smell of freshly baked bread and coffee greeted me. I spotted Donovan sitting at a corner table, his hands clasped together, looking serious. He had that familiar look on his face, the one that made my heart ache and my stomach twist.

“Lana,” he said softly as I approached.

“Donovan,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.

He motioned for me to sit down, and I did, keeping a little distance between us. I noticed his nervousness. “Thanks for meeting me,” he started. “I know this isn’t easy.”

“No, it’s not,” I said, crossing my arms. “What did you want to talk about?”

He sighed and ran a