AURORA
The car pulled up to the venue and my stomach did this nasty flip like I was about to puke right there in the backseat.
Grand Aurora Hall. Lights blinking around an extensive red carpet laid out photographers jammed behind barriers, yelling names and snapping frantically even prior to the door being opened. From inside I could hear them muted loud.
Nathaniel faced me speaking softly to avoid the driver's notice. "Hold hands when we exit. Don’t forget the story."
I swallowed deeply, my palms damp with sweat. "Secret lovers all these years. Private matters made it stay concealed. My large art gallery in Manhattan.”
He gave a nod. "Hold firm. You’ll do well. Simply. Allow me to do the majority of the speaking.”
I wasn’t okay. My heart pounded hard. I feared it might explode, pa
