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Lana's POV I sat at the kitchen counter, Arden made breakfast but I stared at my breakfast as I saw out of the corner of my eye, Arden took a seat across from me. I am staring at the fruit salad. I closed my eyes, sucking in a breath. "Is everything okay?" I opened my eyes to find blue ones looking at me with concern. I looked down at his breakfast, which was eggs and bacon. "Its just...I no longer need fruit salad," I replied, looking at him again and then realization took over him. "F^ck," he muttered under his breath as he looked at my bowl. "I'm sorry," he said, looking at me again. "I can get you eggs and bacon," he stood up, but his eyes were widened as if he had seen a ghost. "Arden," I held my gaze on him. He stood there, frozen. "Please, sit down," I demanded. He stood fo