RUBBY

To say I was embarrassed was an understatement; I had no idea Alex would confess his love for me in the way he did, and I felt awkward; having my face all over the media again would break me.

When I ran out, I boarded a taxi and left immediately. I would go see my parents the next day, though I hadn't told them I was back; I wanted to see Dad's surprised face.

That evening, I sat on my bed, with my knees drawn to my chest and my phone clutched tightly in my hands.

My phone's ...