What is going on? Why are they mentioning my husband like there’s something wrong with him? Did something happen to him?
I looked around in panic. This wasn’t the time to feel giddy about receiving public attention. Where are the security guards?
“Security!!!” I shouted loudly demanding for security to come and guard me.
These reporters are getting more aggressive as they surrounded me. For a moment, it felt like they were going to swallow me up like a tsunami wave crashing onto the shore. This is insane. A few security guards were coming my way now along with them were a few men dressed in police uniform. The police is here? Why are they here?
I had nothing but questions in my mind and none of them were getting answered. Soon, the guards were in front of me and helping to push the
