Chapter 19

Nichole I was watching a movie with dad when Micky came in panting and gasping for breath. Looks like she ran or something. "Hey, Micky, what's wrong? Running for your dear life, huh?" Dad asked with a hint of smile. Micky, who clearly wasn't in the mood for any of daddy's funny talks faced me squarely. "Have you seen the news?" "No why?" "You are in the news. And the paparazzi. The paparazzi are all around the house. The moment you get out of here, you'd be in for a lot of questioning. I had to run all the way inside. Some even followed me all the way to the elevator. We are lucky they don't know which is our apartment. At least not yet. They could be here any minute." She answered in one breathe. It was then I really began to hear the noises from downstairs and i took a peek through the windows. There were so many of them. Oh God, no. Please. I don't like being part any controversia