Chapter 98

Different Patterns

Lana’s POV

The day felt different today. Not just because of the sunlight streaming through the windows or the soft hum of the city waking up outside, but because I felt... lighter. It was as if a weight had been lifted off my chest, and for the first time in a long while, I could breathe freely.

I sat at the small table in Leo’s kitchen, sipping on the tea he had made me. The air smelled of toast and eggs, a comforting scent that wrapped around me like a blanket. Leo was busy at the stove, humming some tunes under his breath as he flipped pancakes. I couldn’t help but smile.

Who would’ve thought we’d end up like this?

I watched him for a moment, still a little amazed at how things had changed so quickly. One day we were dancing around each other, unsure of what to say or do, and the next... we were here. Together.

“Hey,” Leo called over his shoulder, breaking me out of my thoughts. “You okay over there? You’ve been staring at me for the last five minutes. I’