Valerie's POV
I keep tossing in bed, unable to find some sleep. The weather has suddenly become cold and I am on alert for rain, even though the forecaster said it won't fall in the next couple of days.
I keep thinking about what happened at the restaurant, every single detail of what happened played itself in my head.
From my anger to my laughter to the show and the cameraman.
Who is he?
I asked Ryan but he only smirked. He must be proud of himself for what he did.
I have two answers to the question about the cameraman. He is either from his mother or one of the paparazzi who would publish that picture first thing tomorrow morning for the public eyes to see.
I should be happy, right?
Fred would see it and Brenda too. He might probably boil in anger when he sees the clear affection
