ALLISON’S POV
I ignored Daniel’s words, proceeding outside the car as the guards dissolved, giving us the mainstream to face the reporters. Each of them pushed against each other, their microphones stretched towards us with various questions popping out of their mouths. I grabbed Daniel’s hand tightly. Yesterday was different, it was more of a controlled conference but now, it just felt like when the paparazzi were swarming towards you, begging for anything, even crumbs of your life as long as you just tell them something.
“How does it feel to be married, Miss Allison?”
“How is married life going?”
“It seems like you have a hickey on your chest. Are we expecting another set of triplets soon?”
I gulped down, exchanging a flirty and married glance with Daniel. Even though everything was
