Panic

Céline took out her phone and quickly scrolled to the news. A soft gasp escaped her lips.

"What is it babe?" Damien asked.

When Céline kept quiet. Damien snatched the phone from her and his frown deepened.

"What is the meaning of this?" He barked. "When did this happen?"

"The moment you walked with her into the hall, they went to dig in all the information they could about her and spread it all over the internet."

"They will presently be lurking around her house, hoping you will go straight home." Charles continued saying but Céline was no longer paying attention.

Panic was slowly seeping into her. If those reporters were awaiting her return, what if some of them got impatient and went to disturb her aunt!

"What- I have to go home, I need to check on my aunt." Céline finally regained herself and her heart ached for her poor aunt who would be sleeping by now and might get ambushed by crazy reporters.

"Céline dear, I am afraid we can't let you go home." Mirilyn said.