"Melissa! What do you have to say?"
A lot.
"Who do you think let this out?"
Antonio.
"How do you feel now that it's out there"
I. CANT. BREATHE.
As I stepped out of my car, I was swamped by various reporters asking me various questions. I had attended some interviews and had ignored some.
"Make way!" Someone yelled. A voice I recognized so well. When my eyes met his, I sighed in relief.
"Antonio" I called softly while he blocked me from the reporters.
To think I thought his 'payback' was about that secret I thought I had told him while drunk. Little did I know it was something I'd never had imagined. Mind you, I was still bothered about who I might've spilled that deet (detail) to.
"Excuse me. I'll guide my wife." My head snapped to the direction of the voice. My mouth fell o
