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Caught redhanded
Tom's POV
The day had started quite normally. I had a hearty breakfast. Eve could be useless in a million other ways but she could make a decent meal at least. The eggs were a little bit overcooked but edible I supposed.
Before breakfast I had a major showdown in the bathroom wondering which side of my face had the best angles. I had seen the pictures the press had taken during the birthday party. And frankly, some of them were bastards. They had taken pictures of the side of my face that wasn't very flattering. What on earth? Weren't paps supposed to be skillful at this sort of thing?
To top it all, they had taken a picture of Adam's mother yelling her head off at me. To my despair, that picture grew viral. What in the world? How was that picture remotely appealing? People just loved drama and did not care where it came from or what exactly happened.
Not going to lie th
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