Lana could feel a weight pressing down against her chest.
One that didn't vanish despite the three whole hours of sleep she managed to accumulate throughout the entire night.
She woke up feeling worse than ever, the heaviness in her chest slowly seeping through her whole body. She felt weak, tired and when she managed to finally get out of her room, it felt like that took every strength she'd managed to save throughout the night.
She looked around the living room, the quietness it had to offer almost suffocating. Everything that happened felt fresh as it was less than twenty-four hours ago. Alexander's cold, harsh words. Her unspoken love confession to him and his very loudly spoken rejection.
