Vasili
"It's not your fault baby," Edward kissed my forehead as I sat in bed with a childish pout.
It had been a day since we had seen the interview with Alb and if I said things were hectic it was an understatement. Edward was receiving calls nearly every second and his public representative team were scrambling together to get the situation under control.
His lawyers were working overtime to make sure that the news channel did not report any more information about Edward and I. They were also working on suing the shit out of Alb since he had broken the NDA he had agreed to.
We found out last night that they had paid him ten million euros just for the pictures of Edward and I. I was disgusted to know he had used me to get to Edward. I knew we were not great friends but the feeling of betrayal sat bitterly with me. He knew that news about me would barely sell close to a million but Edward on the other hand was a walking bank.
