Cassie didn’t expect to wake up to a wall of camera flashes outside her aunt’s house.
She pulled the curtain back slowly and felt her breath catch. Across the street, two vans were parked at the curb, and several people with long-lens cameras were perched near the mailbox. A few were even crouched in the neighbor’s flowerbed, snapping photos of the front door.
“Are you serious right now?” she whispered.
It had been two days since the photo of her and Luke had gone viral. The PR team had done their best to clean it up, but interest only seemed to grow. Speculation had spun wildly out of control. Some blogs insisted she was a secret heiress. Others claimed she was a model from overseas. None of them believed she was just a normal girl from the slums.
By the time she made it to the kitche
