RAINBOW.
Twenty years later---
As Milly and I strolled hand in hand out of the university auditorium, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. We had just attended her graduation ceremony, and I was beaming with joy, knowing that my little girl had grown into a brilliant and capable young woman.
But as we stepped into the bright sunlight, I was abruptly reminded of the reality of our lives. Paparazzi swarmed around us, cameras clicking away as they snapped photos of us. I instinctively shielded Milly from the chaos, grateful that Mama Evelyn and Hunter had slipped out through the back entrance, avoiding the media frenzy.
I had grown accustomed to this kind of attention over the years, ever since I took the reins of Watkins Inc.Corp fifteen years ago. My maternal uncle's retirement paved the way for me to become the head of the company, and I worked tirelessly to transform it into the business empire it is today.