This evening I wanted just one thing, slip into warm bath and read a good book by candlelight. Firstly, that thought helped me get through the day. And secondly, it was the kind of things I used to do before knowing Austin. The days when I had a normal… and boring life! My little dream of cocooning at home had just burst. Greta had texted me the link to an article.
The journalist from this morning seemed determined on ruining my life! The b***h managed to steal a photo of me, to disclose information about the position I held at William Enterprises and to make the connection with the inauguration assault. I was completely panicked. Now I was exposed to those who were harassing Austin. Who knew what they were capable of?
Several newspapers had relayed the gossip and little me, who wa
