Miller's POV
Being in the public eye meant I was constantly under a microscope. Everyone wants to know what I do and how I do it. I don't even have privacy and it was exhausting.
Covered in sweat, I gazed out the hotel window, scanning the cityscape. I had done my work-out session in the room because the gym was no longer a private place for me, anymore.
The last time I paid a visit to the gym, there was a weirdo staring at me. The woman's gaze had made me feel like I was being stripped bare. Her eyes had roamed over me as if she was observing an organism. It was as if she thought she had the right to undress me with her eyes, simply because she recognized my face.
“Milly, are you still there?” Lizzy chirped in, her familiar voice trying to ease my frustrations.
I sighed, feeling t
