"If I give you my heart... do you promise not to break it?"
“Iris —please.” Lana began, the expression across her features showing some form of confusion. “We can’t do this. We can’t get into anything serious.”
They had fun, that much was true but Lana had willed herself not to get too serious. There was no way in hell that the pair of them could hold something stable. “I love you, I do. But I’m meant to hate you and that’s the — that’s the way it’s going to have to stay.”