Rebecca….
After Rowland left, I quickly bolted and locked the doors. The doors made a siren-like sound when I pushed on the button. An indication that all the other doors were locked as well.
Peeking through the window, I could still see the paparazzi looming outside my gate, holding on to their cameras, waiting to take pictures of us that people will be talking about for weeks to come.
Seeing me with Rowland, coupled with his statement was the foundation for a juicy story for them. I braced myself for what the headlines would say. A few topics already coming to mind.
“Love triangle between Sebastian Klein, Rowland Anderson, and Rebecca Powers, and the child in between.”
“Mr Anderson and Miss Powers secret affair and the product of it.”
I already dreaded what my social media pages
