ANNA'S POV

“That’s really humble of you to do so, ma’am, and if it works then everyone would remember your name as something more.” The reporter said as she finally took her seat, her eyes lingering on me for a brief second before she adjusted the papers on her lap.

I gave a short nod in response, my hands resting calmly by my sides even though my shoulders were starting to feel stiff from standing there for so long. Before I could even take a breath, another hand went up in the air. Then another. It seemed like I was going to be answering a lot of questions today whether...