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head high and walked back out of the office, the eyes of everyone on me as I left. My phone rang once I got back into my car.
    “Hello?”
    “ Girl, I just woke up and saw your ass on the news? What the hell did you do?”
    I shook my head into the phone as Monet, my best friend, tore into me. I had to suck it up and listen to her because I needed to go to her place.
    “I just got put on leave at work because of the media attention and reporters are flocking my apartment. I’m heading over to you now.”
    As soon as I stepped in her apartment, she let me have it.
    “I told you to stay away from that man. I told you this would happen. What the hell happened to your face?”
    “Oh, did the news leave that part out? His wife busted in on us at the hotel last night and we got into a fight.”
    It was barely nine in the morning, but I went to her fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine.
    Monet’s face scrunched up. “Jesus, this shit is messy. Luke is scheduled for a press conference at ten to address the situation.”
    “Well, I won’t be watching.”
    I didn’t want to watch him apologize for wanting to be with me. I didn’t want to watch him say that he made a mistake. I knew in my heart that he wasn’t sorry for our affair, but he had to say what the public wanted to hear.
    “I understand. And you know you can stay here as long as you need to.”
    “Thanks, Nay.”
    She watched me guzzle down my glass of wine in silence. As I refilled my glass, she suddenly burst out laughing.
    “What?”
    She gripped her sides and fought to stifle her laughter. “Babe, your tits are all over the internet right now!”
    I slammed down the wine glass and stormed into her living room. I didn’t want to hear it, but I had nowhere else to go at the moment.
    She must’ve noticed my lack of amusement at my newfound porn star status. She lifted her hands in surrender.
    “Okay, okay. I’m sorry.” She sat on the couch next to me and took a sip from my glass. “How are you feeling?”
    “Like my life is over.”
    “These political scandals come and go; soon enough, another guy will get in trouble and the world will forget all about you.”
    “Hopefully that will happen soon.”
    “Honestly, I’m glad it finally blew up in your face.”
    I rolled my eyes. “Monet-”
    “I don’t like seeing you hurt, but I told you a long time ago to end things with him. Now that it’s over, you can finally move on and have a real relationship.”
    “That’s true. It will be nice to not have to sneak around anymore.”
    Sneaking around like a whore was embarrassing, but it was worth it to me. If it meant I would get to spend time with Luke, I didn’t mind. But I always knew that it couldn’t go on forever.
    My cell phone rang, and Monet knew who was calling just by looking on my face.
    “Oh, no. Don’t you dare answer that! He’s caused you enough problems.”
    She tried to snatch my phone away, but I jumped off the couch and pressed it to my ear.
    “Hello?”
    I heard Monet scoff behind me and mumble, “I’m going to go get ready for work.”
    “Hey, Steph. How are you?”
    Just hearing his voice instantly calmed my rattled nerves, although the feeling was temporary.
    “I’m okay. They sent me home from work until this blows over. I don’t know what I’m going to do with myself.”
    “Yeah, I have a press conference in a few minutes and then I’m going to lie low today. What do you think about meeting up?”
    My heart skipped a beat at the thought of seeing him again, but then reality sank in.
    I sighed. “We shouldn’t.”
    “What did I tell you yesterday? We need to stick together through this mess.”
    His words sounded good, but they were unrealistic. Why did we need to stick together? What was the end result? I shouldn’t have allowed our relationship to continue for as long as it did, and I certainly didn’t need to continue it after the mess we created.
    I gripped the phone tightly as I said my final words.
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