The International Lover

The Scandal

Next day, we heard the door was being banged, so I woke, stood then opened it. From the other side of the doorway, I saw there were flashing lights and a small crowd, interviewing me with distinct voices.

"Are you going to marry Annabeth Gagne?"

"Is it true you are a Filipino politician?"

"How long have you known and been with each other?"

"Alright, people, let us give him some space", a man, with other men, entered the scene, and I realized those men were Annabeth's guards from yesterday.

"What is happening?", Annabeth slowly walked towards us, wiping her eyes, and her conscience returned to full when she saw the same crowd and her guards.

"Where have you been?", one of the guards asked, and they looked at me.

"Have you-"

"We only met last night", I answered.

"What happened?", another guard asked.

"I don't think you will understand", Annabeth answered.

"Tell them what you told me", I said.

Annabeth told them the entire story about last night, defending me that I was not anyone who had a malicious plan with her.

"As you can see, I only needed some space, so I sneak around every night, and that was how we met", she concluded.

"Besides, how did you find her with me?", I asked.

"One of our paparazzies sent us these pictures", an interviewer gave us two pictures, showing two scenes: one was at the sidewalks while the other was in the hotel room.

I approached and examined the window.

"Paparazzies are very great sneakers, so you would never expect them to stalk and climb a hotel to shoot these pictures", the interviewer explained.

"Well, here is one thing we can clarify: Jose and I are friends, and that will be our status until whenever we are ready, so please, leave us!", Annabeth exclaimed.

The crowd became silent, and they left us.