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Aly bit her bottom lip as she looked over at Ivory, she had not seen the boy in quite some time so she didn’t know how well this was going to end. “Yeah… sorry” she sighed out before looking around at the flashing lights, “Not much has changed huh” she admitted waiting for the car.

“you definitely need a better disguise.” she said, taking a glance at the paparazzi before looking around where they were. “maybe you should dye your hair or something..” she suggested. “um– we could cut through the mall, that might get them off your back.” 

“There should be more diapers in the second drawer.” Juliette spoke to a good friend of hers on the phone as she opened the coffee shop’s door with her elbow. This was the first day she had gathered the courage to walk out of the little apartment she had rented over a week ago. After so many months in the shadows, the brunette was hopeful that returning home and leaving the Big Apple would give her more chances to lead a normal life without anyone breathing down her neck. But she should’ve known that would’ve never been the case after her father’s incident — instead of being followed by cameras flashes, she was still trying to get used to the security guard she had been assigned. Wherever she went, wherever anyone of her family was, she knew chances were they were surrounded by people working under cover to reduce possible casualties to a minimum. She brought up the cup of fresh lemonade to her lips but as she turned around and let the door close behind her back, she bumped into a cloud of insistent vultures trying to get under the skin of their prey. As the cameras flashed and the paparazzi hollered, she realized that they were not after her. They could have cared less about her and she hoped it’d stay that way. She didn’t want to be recognised after she disappeared of the public eye overnight, canceling fashion shows and staying in. She had managed to fly from New York with her son without a single photo taken to reveal her whereabouts but it seemed like her luck was starting to come to an end. She managed to keep her balance and the drink would’ve never reached the floor if only she hadn’t caught sight of the features this man failed to hide under a hood. A shiver moved down her spine, making her unconsciously hold her breath as if the slightest movement could make a bomb go off. Her feet had been glued to the floor where the ice cubes melt at a slower pace than the one at which her heart had melted the night she met him. She didn’t want to be recognised neither by him nor the hungry cameras — both would be sources of questions she couldn’t answer. Before she could react the security man was escorting her to the car, away from the tumultuous scene. “Stop, go. Get him and his friend, too. Please.” She commanded from the safety of the back seat. Maybe he hadn’t recognised her. Maybe he was no longer part of her life. But he was her son’s father, even it was unknown to him. And that was something she couldn’t continue to avoid. That was something she could hardly change.

A LOUD, AUDIBLE SIGH ESCAPES the blonde’s lips at her brothers frantic works. “ seriously ? must you ALWAYS drag me into your fame and the issues that come with it ? ” she’s only half serious, but running away from paparazzi wasn’t exactly something she had been planning on, especially given how nauseous she had been feeling lately. “ dude, i sneak out all the time. of course i do. it’s this way. ”

Alexandria walked with the boy, not used to being with paparazzi anymore since she’s been away for awhile, “I just moved back here so no, but I could always call us a car” she shrugged.