𝓤𝓼 𝓐𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓽 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭

- Chapter 11 -

She read the article after she calmed a little, luckily her name wasn't exposed. Nevertheless she was still indecisive to leave her apartment, frightened if her colleagues had recognized her from the video. As for her parents, she was somehow reassured and for the first time thankful they were very practical human beings , they didn't follow gossip pages, when they watched movies 'sometimes' , they had never cared about the actors names or any of this kind, the one who gave it some attention was her sister and she was busy with her first baby nearly had time for checking social media.

Looking at the mirror, wiping the tears away, a knock on the door made her shrug "Noor" it was Cillian's calming voice. she opened the door and he immediately pulled her against his chest after he noticed her eyes had reddened from crying. He was softly rubbing her back " I'm sorry." he mumbled, tightened his arms around her to comfort her more. She wrapped her hands around his torso , buried her face into his chest. His heart broke as he could hear her sobbing.

Lisa gathered her things to leave, she glanced at them from the doorway, inside she felt pity on her best friend bursting into tears like this but outside she was looking at them with disgust. As she opened the door and slammed it noisily , Noor drew back and pulled away from Cillian's embrace "she thinks we're cheaters... like the rest of the world " she said in surprisingly calm tone as she she headed to the kitchen followed by Cillian.

" Noor I'm sorry, that's all my fault." he started rubbing his lips , something he had always done while he was anxious "fuck I should have announced the separation while ago."
She re- filled the kettle with boiling water and put it on the stove, she needed caffeine.
"who did that Cill?" she uttered.
"it's just a fucking paparazzi who wanted a scoop." he came closer to her , held her hands between his " look at me , the divorce session will be appealed next week , it's gonna be over. we were planning to announce it by then but if you want I could call my agent and release a statement right now if this would make you feel better." she drew back and and rested her palms on the kitchen's sink
" I just don't know what you celebs do in these situations."

When Cillian noticed her sternness hadn't loosened , he took his mobile from his pocket " alright I'm calling my agent." she turned around " would they say my name? "
"I don't know probably no." as he put it near his ear.

" probably." she growled " no no my name will be over the internet, my family would know and I'm not ready to tell them anyway." the thought of her family got to know that she was seeing a foreign man who was twenty years older than her, divorced with kids and acting profession from the internet frightened her, the won't ever approve on this. The sound of the splashed water over the boiling kettle cut her thoughts, she went to took it out of the fire but she flinched as her fingers caught the hot heat of the kettle " shit" she mumbled. Cillian intervened "lemme help you with this one. " He pulled it off using his t-shirt. He turned to her and cupped her face with his hands " you've to go the college today right." she nodded "alright, why don't you dress up and I'll make the breakfast, haven't had mine yet as well."
" you don't know where the things are." " it's not a roket science " he chuckled "I'll sort it out " as he leaned and placed a quick soft kiss on her lips.

Both of them enjoyed their breakfast, he was probably the only one who had a boon of cheering her up in this world.
He offered her a drive to the college but she immediately refused and he understood.

Walking into the building, she was apprehensive and uptight. She sat on her chair looking around, everyone was occupied with things to do or chat with others. When some of her colleagues greeted her with "good morning" as they took their seats she sighed of relief. Either all of them are so smart to care of checking gossip even if it was on their Irish prince or they just didn't have the detectives' mind, eyes and sense that Lisa had who would Noor really appreciated in another circumstances. Cillian kept texting her sweet, relaxing and motivating messages, which had really helped her all over the day.