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We haven't even reached home yet and the pictures that were taken earlier were rapidly spread online. My phone has been blowing up from my secretary's multiple attempts at calling me. I would answer if Alex didn't grab my phone and put it in his pocket. He finally had enough of the constant ringing and took my phone out of his pocket. I thought he would hand them back to me, but instead, he turned them off before putting them back in his pocket.

I wanted to grab my phone from him, but he was driving so I was left with no choice, but to sit and wallow in my thoughts. I stared out of the window the rest of the way home in an attempt to clear my head, but thousands of thoughts and worries keep popping up in my head. We've barely recovered from when the first picture came out and now there's another one for people to feast on.

Alex tried to keep talking about his childhood in an attempt to keep my head off of the pictures, but it wasn't working. I don't know how he's handling this better