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The question hit Lana like a bomb. She nodded. "Yes, they are. I have a really close relationship with my Dad and my... umm, well, They mean the world to me."

"Your Dad, and? I thought you were an only child?” He asked, leaning closer towards her.

“Yes, I am.”

“So who's the and?”

“Umm… never mind.” Lana said and drank from her glass.

“But I do,” Williams laughed. “Although I don't intend to pry.”

“Just a close relative of mine. You'll get to meet him someday, I promise, "she replied.

“Oh nice, I sure would love to meet him. How about your mom?" He continued to ask.

"I don't want to talk about her for now, it'll open up old wounds.” She responded and looked away, as if the question made her remember hurtful experiences.

“I understand. It's privacy and I respect that.”

“And you, tell me about your family.” She tried to change the topic.

“My family? Umm… Well, I lost my both parents and had to stay with my aunt and her family who treated me like trash. I left them and decided to fend for
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