Riley's POV

I'm sitting in my apartment, staring at my turned-off phone, when someone knocks on my door. Mrs. Dorathy's voice calls through the wood.

"Riley, dear, you need to see this."Dorathy says.

I open the door to find her holding her tablet, a mix of concern and admiration on her face."What is it?"

"Brett's having another press conference right now."She says suddenly a hint of concern in her voice.

My heart stops. "What?"

She hands me the tablet as Brett stands behind a podium, looking ...