"Melissa! What do you have to say?"

A lot.

"Who do you think let this out?" 

Antonio.

"How do you feel now that it's out there" 

I. CANT. BREATHE.

As I stepped out of my car, I was swamped by various reporters asking me various questions. I had attended some interviews and had ignored some. 

"Make way!" Someone yelled. A voice I recognized so well. When my eyes met his, I sighed in relief.

"Antonio" I called softly while he blocked me from the reporters.

To think I thought his ...