I was in hell, just so I could explain it.
The paparazzi surrounded the building today and Ashe hid in the seat of the car when they photographed us.
I parked in my usual parking space, glad they couldn't enter the building, and took my fiancée to the elevator. It was a busier day than usual, but I didn't understand why.
I entered our floor and headed straight to the meeting room to have coffee with the others.
Eric and Ethan were already seated at the table when I entered, followed by Ashe.
" Morning " I said.
Ashe dropped her laptop bag on a chair and went to get some coffee. I sat down to observe those two, who didn't look good.
" There are paparazzi " I said.
Ashe handed me the coffee and sat next to me.
" Journalists too " Ethan replied thoughtfully.
" Isa? " I asked.
" She
