Chapter 20

ELENA'S POV

This was my moment. Even though I had yet to recover from the shock and my terrible anxiety. But this was the moment I had waited for all my life.

My photos and name buzzed all through the media, there was traffic on my social media and my products were selling at a rate it had never sold out before.

Maybe going to Truks wasn't completely a bad idea. The whole world seemed to be talking about me, analyzing my posts, and calling me whatever they seemed fit.

It was no deal to me. As long as the money was flowing in, as long as I was getting the attention I never would have milked from the word, never in a million years.

"Are you alright?" Rickard asked me the second he walked into the mansion to see my face and how shaky it still looked.

I had flown back to New York City the next day. It was an ugly sight in Turks and Caicos. It was the most terrible experience for anyone. For me, it was the worst thing to ever happen to me.

"I'm fine," I took a sip of the tea Andrew's