Lana smiles warmly at her son, feeling a surge of love and gratitude well up inside her. She reaches out to touch his hand gently, her expression softening even more as she gazes into his eyes. I love you too, sweetheart. And no matter what happens, I'll always be here for you. You can trust me.

Lana looks at her son with a mixture of curiosity and trust in her eyes. She takes another sip of champagne, feeling the alcohol start to affect her more strongly now. The club music blares around them, the bass vibrating through the table and making her body tingle. Despite herself, she can't help but feel a strange sense of excitement and anticipation washing over her. Perhaps this night will be different after all...

You know, you seem really confident tonight...