Fear of the unknown was the greatest. I was shaking on my feet at the Balck mail text.

who was it?

Was it Britney?

Sabrina?

Or was it Lucas toying with me, what if it was the media? I was scared and shaking where I stood, no tti could not be happening, I whispered to myself.

“Compose yourself,” my mother whispered yelling at me, and I turned to glare at her. This was her fault, she just had to blurt out my secret at any chance she got, and now look at us in a mess she has created.

“Compose me, someone has a recording of our conversation, which is...