Ciara

The next morning, I'd informed Jonathan and Alena about the early morning press conference I had to do to correct the mistakes I've made.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Jonathan inquired.

"No, I'll be fine"

Walking towards me, Alena holds my hands. "Let us know once you're done, okay?"

Patting her hair, I respond. "Will do" Turning to face Jonathan, I ask. "Can you walk me out front?"

"Sure, let's go"

Outside the house entrance, I speak up. "I called you aside because ...