Unwanted Limelight

Everything about my past was dug up—my birth parents, adoptive ones, my first marriage, my second and, if the tabloid was to be believed, my soon-to-be second divorce. I was shot into the limelight, whether I wanted it or not. Some folks commented online that it was a publicity stunt, to drum up interest in me before I launched my career in showbiz. They called me all kinds of names. ‘Media whore’ was one of the kinder ones. A follow-up blog post speculated that I was soon to appear in a reality TV show. I had to laugh at that one. Luckily, the address of our Wallich Residence apartment remained a secret. Otherwise, I’d have reporters camped out at our doorstep. I cautioned Claire not to read the news. Or if she did, at least keep it to herself. Kieran remained blissfully unaware of the online media storm, which was a relief. It wasn’t the first time I was subject to cyber violence. I couldn’t care less about what strangers said about me. At the moment, I had more pressing matters to w