Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 68247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Ella’s eyes swam with relief at that too. “So venue is one thing we can cross off our to-do list.” She glanced at her notepad. Avery had a similar list in her purse. “But now we have to find music, get the food donated, handle setup and clean up ourselves, not to mention everything we already have to plan for preprom.”
Avery nodded. “Dresses for the girls, tuxedoes for the boys, the makeup, hair . . .” Her shoulders drooped as the list grew. “And Dr. McCann won’t agree until we have all our i’s dotted and t’s crossed.”
“In blood,” Ella muttered.
Avery blew out a long breath meant to be agreement. “But we can do this.” It would take every bit of persistence and all of the connections they had, but Avery had faith.
“We can,” Ella agreed. “So now that that’s settled, tell me about last night. Because I can’t remember the last time you didn’t come home. Or remember to text or call if you weren’t.” She folded her arms over her chest and pinned Avery with her best mom stare.
Avery winced. “I’m sorry if you were worried.”
“I knew you were with Grey, so I wasn’t worried. I am, however, curious.”
“It was . . . amazing,” Avery admitted, feeling her cheeks blush and her body flush with warmth.
“I’m really happy for you. I knew you two had unresolved feelings,” Ella said, sounding pleased with her powers of deduction.
“Yes, well, we’re working out those feelings.”
“In bed.” Ella grinned.
Avery rolled her eyes. “Whatever. I’m just taking it one day at a time.”
“And that’s an improvement over the way you felt last time we spoke.” Ella glanced at her phone, reminding Avery she hadn’t checked hers since before the meeting.
She pulled her cell from her purse and realized she had six missed calls, some duplicates from various siblings. “So many missed calls,” she said, concerned something was wrong.
“Is everything okay?” Ella asked.
“I’m not sure. Maybe one of them left a text.” If not, she’d be calling them ASAP.
She opened her text messages, and Olivia’s name popped up first. She read out loud. “Click this link, then call me.”
Avery clicked on a link to today’s local newspaper. And a photo of her and Grey leaving his apartment this morning showed up on her screen. She wore his too-long T-shirt and a pair of gym shorts, her dress and shoes from last night in her hands. And the headline screamed out at her in all capital letters . . . REASON FOR TANGLED ROYAL BREAKUP!
“Oh my God,” she said as the blood rushed from her head.
“Whoa.” Ella led her to a set of chairs down the hall and eased her into the first seat. “Breathe,” she instructed.
Avery pulled in deep breaths, trying to calm down and not end up having a panic attack.
“Let me see that.” Ella took Avery’s phone and stared at the screen. “Well, shit.”
“No wonder everyone’s been calling me.” Her siblings would see this article and know she’d immediately stress.
She was going to have to reassure them she was okay, even if her heart was racing, her hands were shaking, and she still had flashing spots in front of her eyes.
“This is from this morning. I didn’t even see anyone watching us.” Where had they been? How had she not known her photo had been taken? “How did they know to wait outside his building?” she asked Ella.
“I’m sure that’s standard operating procedure for the paparazzi,” her friend said, her hand still on Avery’s back.
How did Grey live like this? she wondered.
“How are you holding up?” Ella asked, concerned.
Avery swallowed hard. “Not well. I’m going to be a public pariah. The woman who broke up America’s favorite band.” She shivered at the very idea of that kind of awful publicity.
The fact that it was all lies didn’t matter. People believed what they read, she thought. And worse, the drama probably wasn’t over. This kind of publicity was part of Grey’s life. If their relationship continued, she’d be continually sucked into the drama and made the focus of media scrutiny, she thought, a sudden headache building behind her eyes.
“Hey. One problem at a time, right? Let’s get through this situation before we worry about what happens next. Come on. Let’s get you home.”
“Good idea.” She had a sudden yearning for the quiet of her apartment, where she could relax and think things through. Avery rose to her feet and Ella followed. “I’ll be fine,” she said out loud, trying to convince herself. And she was, until she arrived at her apartment complex to find reporters waiting outside her building.
“Holy shit,” Ella muttered. “We’re going to make a run for it, okay?”
Stunned, Avery nodded.
They shouted questions at her as she and Ella rushed toward the entrance.
“Avery, how’s it feel to break up one of the biggest bands in the country?”