The situation was dire. Things had only digressed further in the past two days. They hadn’t even finished their birthday weekend in Vegas—both of them had hopped on a plane within three hours of the story airing on television.
Amber had avoided the internet like it was the plague. She didn’t even check her email inbox.
Her phone was ringing and beeping like crazy the first day, so she just shut it off. Last time she’d checked, it was up to 223 missed calls, her voicemail box was filled to capacity and so was her text message inbox.
She didn’t know what to say. What could she say? She and Chord hadn’t the slightest clue of how they ended up in this situation—she still couldn’t remember much of that night, but with all the chaos going on; she wasn’t sure that she wanted to know how it all went down.
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