Emmaline’s POV
I glanced outside, relief washing over me as we landed in Miami.
“Finally,” Aiden groaned, running his hands through his hair.
“Could have fooled me,” I taunted, stepping out. “I almost thought you were the same guy who was dying to stay in Ireland.”
“I was!” He defended, following me. “I just—”
We were blinded by camera flashes, loud voices breaking through.
“Miss Oroy, is it true that you’re back together with Mr. Wood?”
“Mr. Wood, if you’re with Miss Oroy, what about your relationship with Miss Quinn?”
“Does this mean that you—”
Aiden’s arms wrapped around me, leading me away from the crowd. I froze, before leaning against him.
I followed him, allowing the guards to contain the crowd.
My mind was reeling with so many possibilities.
How did the news rea
