Natalie Jackson;
As I walked downstairs and into the living room, Frank was trying to calm Amelia down. He stood beside her, speaking to her. "Calm down, Amy. We can discuss this amicably. It hasn’t gotten to the point of involving the police. Didn’t you think about my reputation and yours? No one knows Natalie."
Yes, I wasn't a public figure, but my husband and half-sister were celebrities with millions of followers on their social media pages.
"No way, Frank! Don’t tell me to calm down. Your wife attacked me, and she has to be punished. Your ex-wife, I mean," Amelia said, and my eyes narrowed at her words as I finally descended the stairs and looked at the two officers in black uniforms standing in my living room.
"Good morning, police officers," I greeted the them, who looked at me
