Chapter 20 Paparazzi

• Annie
• Daniel holds me close as I hear the cameras clicking. He must’ve heard them because he turns toward the noise and frowns. He really doesn’t like the paparazzi apparently because his face falls. His dark brows knit together and his lips press into a hard line. His deep blue eyes flicker in... is that disappointment? No. I must’ve misinterpreted the emotion. He grabs my hand tightly and walks us closer to the group of reporters. I splay my left hand across his chest as I lean into him, sure to show off the huge diamond ring on my finger. It still a heavy and unfamiliar sensation that I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to.
• The cameras flash and I put on that wide happy-fiancé smile. Daniel waves and keeps me close to his chest. “Good afternoon,” he says warmly although it feels forced. Daniel never liked publicity but he realizes how necessary it is.